If nothing new is written, the absence is noted by a few.

When reports are polished and gleam with the sheen of community bias.

When Leaders are replaced  by noisy followers,

Growth subsides and  is mimicked once more,

Protecting the status quo,

The ebb and flow

And signal the seductive return of serenity.

When discovery is recorded,

When an artist unveils,

When  science confirms a new idea

When   the remarks of a 110 yr old lady reach our ears,

Her wrinkles seem attractive.

We all feel safer.

We return to an earlier focus,

Now enhanced by the absence of previously tight abs.

The shallow breathing and the furrowed brow are forgotten

And, we relax.

It’s all good says  Dixie

And life goes on.


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