We Still Have Something to Do

“Up and down, in an out, what will this day make?

Many things repeat, maybe some things change. Easier yesterday? Not so true today. Taking life as it comes? That’s too hard to take.

Waking up once again; wrong side of the bed. Made your bed? Now lie in it? Can this be true? Are we doomed to repeat ’til we recognize? Waking up simply means we are not yet dead.

Sometimes gay, sometimes not, sometimes we don’t know. Feelings come, feelings go; a cloud floats away.

Rise my friend. Do report. There’s work to be done. Clear your mind and perform ’til it’s time to go.”

NATURAL BEAUTY AND OTHER POEMS, p. 4