One which goes on
moves with a force.
That which stays on
remains without a push.
Movement is energetic
like the rain and river
in full flow, Similar
the grass and roses,
grow in strength, a graceful
synergy one of prosperity.
Static is lethargy, where
stagnation extends
a lull, noticeably nothing
happens, a stillness
akin to vacuum, an alignment
to inaction, not an encouragement.
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