I walk down the garden path, and cause the action of motion I rejoice in the beauty of nature, and cause the action of emotion I hear the cacophony of chimpanzees, and call it commotion I watch water come to boil, lapse of time, senseless inaction I watch the sand of hourglass flow, knowing inaction to be action Understanding how progression will happen, relies on my reaction Even what appears in life as stagnant, requires my interaction