POETRY – SPIRITUAL


Firewood and Water

To endure a period of one’s life, toiling purely for monetary considerations,
Is to live a soulless existence, wishing one’s life away,
Watching the clock all of the day, as we slowly edge nearer to release and a reawakened freedom.
Alas, only momentary, until the following mornings ritual bondage,
A daily fading deterioration, desensitized by dread and boredom,
In tempo and tandem, with management mind game theatrics.
What a price to pay and for what benefit, in the overall scheme of things,
Will this polluting exercise, produce for my progress and sustenance,
A rapid poisoning of my mind and body, surely counter productive.
So I wonder, to what degree this contamination, has in retrograde
Perhaps hindered, my overall position on the ascension path.
But this was the financial opportunity, presented to me in my time of need,
Where this quick earning potentiality, was the sole dot on the horizon.
For although a pause for reflection, may have engendered contrary avenues, to be perceived and approached,
Maybe the time for this is now, while the vessel is balanced and secure,
Another blesson for sure, how necessary only time will tell.