Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Nothing Is Something


They say we are our ancestors
And I believe that’s true
Often times I catch myself
Doing what they would do.

My ancestors were Puritans
With a work ethic tried and true
No time for sloth or laziness
We’re on this earth to DO.

My soul is more contemplative
The busy life’s not for me
I find myself more at peace
When I can simply BE.

I’ve developed a great solution
I’ll combine the DO and the BE
I’ll rest on the bank of a flowing creek
But take my fishing pole with me.

Then my conscience will be at rest
And critical tongues of those who look
For I, a doer will cast my line
But on the end will be no hook.

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