Just one more thing and then I’ll rest,
I’ll stop putting myself to the test,
Needing always to be the best,
On the constant spiritual quest,
Riding the wave upon the crest,
Showing up so damn well dressed
But hey-this life’s not a contest,
Aiming for higher-a bigger conquest.
Though that has become a habit,
I can attest
I just got off the phone where I confessed
To a friend that I’ve longed to impress
How all of my doing has coalesced.
This is a pattern -one that I hope to divest,
So I can stop being so effing stressed!
I humbly admit to being obsessed
With productivity, doing and staying abreast
Of all that I care for, no second best!
It’s a flawed system, therefore a flawed test.
What and where do I want to invest?
Knowing that I can manifest
Anything that my mind can suggest.
Though my heart would like to make a request
That I pause, savour and ingest,
That I find new ways to re-invest..
My energies, time, passion and interest
In ways that do not my body molest.
It’s time to loosen my house arrest
And contribute to the community chest
In a new way-that’s not compressed
And does not inflame, nor congest
My internal voice wanting to be expressed.
It is time to live a life less stressed.
Enjoy this time in the great North West
For I now know that I am truly blessed.
Ducit Amore 