Perpetual Emotions

Emotions ripple endlessly—unanchored, wild, and raw.

We move through a world unmoored,

chasing shadows in a maze of illusion and noise.

I’ve lived long enough to sense the shift—

and what I see is both stirring and severe.

A restless race for power, for progress without pause—

technology, control, greed—

built high, but hollow.

The faster we build, the more we lose.

The ground beneath us—our roots, our breath,

our earth—slowly fading,

while the towers rise quickly,

chasing a finish line that doesn’t exist.

Many sleep through the storm,

lulled by the hum of distraction,

but silence will fall,

and dust will speak.

Still—

in the quiet between the ticking hands of time,

tik tok, tik tok, tik tok—

a deeper rhythm remains.

Hope, though faint, is never gone.

And above it all,

beyond the rise and ruin of men,

God remains.

Still sovereign. Still present.

Waiting for us to remember

what truly matters.