It’s still pretty dark out.
The morning commuters drive by
And then there are crickets.
That’s a metaphor for life.

It can be a whirlwind of noise and activity.
And it can also be quiet, and it’s welcomed 
And okay to embody that silence.
For it’s not a permanent feature of life.

The roller coaster of ups and downs
Hard work/effort and ease.
Duality
At times, starkingly different.

The downs can be thrilling too
Like a roller coaster.
The downs create the momentum 
To push us back up.
And once again, we’re on top of the world.