Doing is easy.
having is easier.
being is easiest.
trying is exhausting,
too much toil,
less of a musical,
more an opera,
with the soundtrack
of a daytime soap.
There arrives a moment
in each day,
when the poems are written,
the dishes put away,
pets asleep on the sofa.
This is the moment
to celebrate,
challenge yourself,
forget that you can’t
sing or dance,
do something that
if caught, will
embarrass you.
Yes, it is agreed,
present moment,
wonderful moment,
but nothing good
comes out of nowhere.
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