Until It All Goes Away
Youth can be fickle to fritter awayAll that infinite energy Wasted on play. Trashed and tired at the end of the day To sleep without worries or cares.
Pity that time comes to shatter fond dreams, To realize life’s Not at all as it seems, Filled with toil, stress and struggles To disconnect schemes with Recurrence that hardly seems fair.
Now, as I grow older, I seldom regret All the blather and bother, The fuss and the fret that Once gave me to fury When viewed as a threat and Suffered this fool at his play. I breathe a deep sigh, Meet the foe eye to eye, Find the calm and compassion that’s Always nearby. Let the madness dissolve To a crystalline sky. Mulling softly Til it all goes away.
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Pity that time comes to shatter fond dreams, To realize life’s Not at all as it seems, Filled with toil, stress and struggles To disconnect schemes with Recurrence that hardly seems fair.
Now, as I grow older, I seldom regret All the blather and bother, The fuss and the fret that Once gave me to fury When viewed as a threat and Suffered this fool at his play. I breathe a deep sigh, Meet the foe eye to eye, Find the calm and compassion that’s Always nearby. Let the madness dissolve To a crystalline sky. Mulling softly Til it all goes away.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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