How busy can be busyness
Can bee be as busy
as not to exalt the flower
or taste it's own sweetness
Can sun never tire spreading light
forget duskiness, to sleep at night
Can river flow infinitely, to bay
sans fall, filling crevices on its way
Can bird sing eternal symphonies
not pausing to breathe interstice
Don't mind me meddling your business
it's a pain to see your delusiveness
Busy is not you I'm afraid
it is rather turmoil, your head
It's time you learn the true face
accept fact that you care less
Dear friend, it's time you say impenitently
stop feigning 'busyness' call it 'priority '
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