Pursuit

Whirling whirling whirling wonder
Here it is again my mind asunder
Through these days I do blunder
Yet I roar and roar loud as thunder
Aging aging it increases
So many hopes and dreams all in pieces
But shaking my fist my struggle never ceases
Living my days between the creases
Surging surging surging ever going
Not my body but my mind still growing
Racing still faster never slowing
I seek something bright and all glowing
Loving caring wanting caressing
It is often love my thoughts are addressing
Anxiety and panic sometimes stressing
But I go on with my own blessing
Whirling whirling whirling man
All I do is the best I can
Still I’m thwarted in my ambitious plan
Yet I will not quit why I just began