Escape ,a rescue ?

Lively sprung rhythms of the wild
Gathered in echoe repeatedly
Deep lives ,yet simple dwelling
Caught in a complicated time
Man makes a mountain of his dreams
And wait to see them a reality
Can we or do we compensate all there to it ?
Imprisonment of thoughts soar up, fare up
Like a scary deer on a run, over the meadow
And the groves amidst, sometimes
Where cam he run in the wood ?
The predator is aware of all
When the running stops
It would be in its wild grip
Crunchy sounds, would make it despair
Fear in any heart, a block, a hindrance
What speed takes you to a rescue
Would no longer be the due