I was chatting with a friend online a couple of months ago and they mentioned that it must be difficult for me, having some of my health issues and such. I wrote a poem to comfort her.
I think it helped.
Do not lament,
the burdens thrust upon me by life.
Examine the ledger more closely.
Seek to find the common denominator,
and the balance will reveal itself to you.
These things that bind me,
are mine.
When or where it was begun,
was not my choice,
but ever after,
was.
The accumulation of life,
the revelation of personal limitation,
is the thing itself.
This poem thought about continuing.
I do not lament,
my non-pursuit of wealth,
my failing health,
...
But I crossed it off and left it as is.
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