When you invite trouble in,
trouble is what you get.
And if you do not control the trouble you got,
it distends, and escalates the threat.
Lazy day, you’ve overcome me.
You’ve dulled every point
I’d intended to make,
And undermined the erudite gems
of wisdom I’d hoped to convey.
Now, in your subtle way,
You grin at me.
You sharpen your wit and poke me awake
with reminders that I am not the only fool
with something cool to say.
Your tranquil whisper flows by in a breeze;
“we are only deep when our consciousness sleeps…
close your eyes, it’s a lazy day.”
I find myself in quite a predicament .
It has left me rather perplexed.
How I’ve allowed myself to get here,
Is a muddle that finds me vexed.
How am I expected to correct this,
If I know not what I should do next.
I haven’t a clue what I was doing then.
I thought I was doing my best.
But, best at what I must ask myself.
My ignorance was surely blessed.
For I am yet standing as I stumble,
Into the present from the past,
Deciphering a map drawn on a napkin,
I feel rather lost, I must confess.
One lesson, however, can be learned,
There is no treasure at the X.
I therefore ask the Universal Mind,
What’s the riddle, what’s the crux?
Dust to dust, birth to death,
I’m told that life is just a test.
So, what’s the answer, then and now?
Fulfill your soul today, while yet you can,
And tomorrow you may rest.
But, tomorrow never comes, I declared.
Ah! You’ve passed the test!