I woke up
Knot a moment too soon
My values dying on the vine
Just realizing
In efface of
Every dollar
Unspent
Awe the less
I had to urn
And in that mean time
Aaah, lined my values
Every little thing on the table
Like the crack of daze break
In hail
Of every thing of late
That interminable rush
Expressly beyond reach
Eclipsing will
To simply be
This poem is an ode to less is more, aligning life to our deepest values, and slowing down in helping us get there. Speed kills, substituting urgency for importance. We rush to accomplish never present values, getting nowhere but in record time. Rushing to dreamed futures we outrun life’s manifold presents, that which is fixed in unbroken attention to timeless values and awake to now.
This day, may we each experience a deep presence to that which is awe ready present.
Or…in countering every pretense dropping, cut through the stuff that makes life grow.
