Progress

 A journey with ten thousand miles — good and better, let’s continue to make progress world widely.

 We take the tempo of the city, 

walk in the hustle and bustle streets,
cultural traditions, festivals convey,

Global phenomena have a unique set of-

progressive and lagging traits..

A pace of fast growth, 

a trail of old refrains.
change like the waves up and downs,

 we watched them -

move forward,

float away,
we speed up the paces,

and step into the fray.

Some days the light finds us,

some nights it hides away,
We learn to read unsaid,

sense invisible,

in the substance, 

in open space.

Good or worse, 

we discern the voices through the noise,
Holding onto tender truths.

The big picture should be revealed,

the small effect cannot be ignored.
If the issue falls apart, 

we’ll deepen our thoughts upon-

what had happened;

what could be the next;
clarity our doubts for-

 getting things right.

You tell me all your secrets,

 like they’re fragile pieces,
I hold them like a vase in the wind,

differentiating truth from the false.

right the wrong at the crucial moments.
  write the storylines of out own experience ,

 then read them back, learn & relearn.

Sometimes the map’s in tatters,

 sometimes stars guide the way,
We weave changes with daylight, 

one thread at a time each day.

When the seasonal shift keeps us ponder about-

what could be looked like tomorrow;
When the world of differences makes us feel-

 big and small at the same time;
Stand with me and count the ways,

we learned to discover the logic beneath,

get things worked out,
Turn the idea into solutions, 

the silence into power of influence.

So let the nature inspire us to explore

let the river flow with our tears,
We’ll turn the worst into good,

clarify the in-between of blurry lines across-

the global landscape.

Good or worse, 

nothing stay the same.
A journey with ten thousand miles —

good and better,

let’s continue to make progress world widely.

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