this metropolis is hurly-burly—
you’re striving with deadlines
crosstown, half-drowned
in long lists—consume that, buy this
chase what’s brash and new—
your strained schedule bursting
with some added task
always left to do
while nearby, along cool paths
sun sips mountain lakes
wind sings solo to surrounding spruce
peaks draped in snowy shawls sit placidly
puzzled why you rush—
with ample calm awaiting here
to ease jangled voices
back to natural hush