living – Page 34 – Picking Up Roots

Chaos

chaos is the way,
not that it is the path
one must follow to live,
but it is an obstacle -
a constant in every day -
you may try to live without it
but it will find you;
it is the air
it is water,
its agents lurk in plain sight -
expect it
and you will thrive

Others

let go of troubles -
all this is temporary -
stay hungry for the clean air
of a free mind;
unburden yourself of that you cannot control;

if you must pick up the weight of caring,
let the cause be worthy of you
and more than you,
that you may be fulfilled
in doing work for others

Stealing Time

we are chasing youth
with its vibrant immaturity;
not satisfied with the knowledge
from the wisdom of aging;
we try to recapture
an invincibility we never had
as bold sunsets mark
the passing of our days

orange dawn awakens us to wonder
how we might
find a few more minutes,
no hours,
no days,
weeks,
months -
just a few more years -
to accomplish the countless dreams
we gave up to the chase
not understanding
that wanting
was stealing our time