Sonnet

Upon this ball of dirt, each has a task–

An inner-driven ‘I have got to be…’

“Shall I commit to course?” most dare not ask.

The answer, tho, is MUST–it seems to me.

 

‘Tis soul deforming to evade the call:

Alignment of thine talents, dreams, and chances.

Remove, then, hope and vacancy install

When one shows up for life refusing dances.

 

The day when I articulate solution

Is not so very far–this I can feel.

Anticipating elements Confucian,

For learning, peace & love are things most real.

 

Do join my walk as I pursue discovery

Embarking on some ‘good enough’ recovery 😉

(ah, my assignment is complete!)

 

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