In the whirlwind of chaos, we find our place,
Amidst the storm, in the heart of the race.
Shadows dance in the flickering light,
As we navigate through day and night.

Boundless noise fills the air around,
Yet in the midst, a silence profound.
Fractured moments, scattered dreams,
We hold on tight to our fragile seams.

Through the tempest, we seek the calm,
A fleeting touch, a soothing balm.
Lost in the maelstrom of time and space,
We chase the echoes of a hidden grace.

From the chaos, a pattern emerges clear,
A tapestry woven with threads of fear.
In the chaos, we find our truth,
A beacon of hope, a spark of youth.