life’s big circus

the world is always whirring
seems to never stop
the constant little buzzes
hisses, whooshes, pops

i wonder what it sounds like
to have no noise at all
like a little koan
can you hear it fall?

the never ending hubbub
all part of life’s big circus
tuning to the truest tones
a fine and mighty purpose

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