The Stomping, the pounding
His hooves on the ground
The Rhinoceros,
flares his Tusks
Confident and Proud
His eyes are sharp,
Focused and True
No fear... No fear....
We all die soon
He sees the future
The world around
People jumping,
spinning, falling down
Certainty is lacking
the decision to decide
The symbols of chaos
The shattered patterns of light
But he sees the future
Bold, courageous and true
All fear has left
Howling to the moon
Seconds float by
but years have passed
Shattered dreams
letting go at last
Living this moment
Living for now
Beating the drum
Hearing the sound
The night has fallen
Time for dreams
No longer living
with broken seams
Seizing this moment
as the moment seizes me
All fear is gone
This moment, This dream.
"The decision to decide" -- that works!
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