Only when Bidden

When wearied minds, look behind at life's mad
roundelay and begin to find reasons
for applying the brakes,

the feel is - - - - - - - - "this is enough".

Then comes the reaching to dry sweat-wet skin,
roughened by haste, to review
agendas and stand aside

and that brings - - - -- sighs of relief.

When bleary-eyed overloads throw away joys
of playing in stardust all vestige
of pleasure will die

until we say - - - --- - - -


Every vestige of pleasure will be taken from play,
given adequate time,
as eveyone knows.

When we cease running away on life's overstretched
conveyor-belt
time will stop too, and wait to anticipate
passing more sedately.

Freedom begins only when bidden, so dictate then
acceptable laid down terms
for succesful living.

Hours can learn to relax and slowly unbend,
because when given the nudge,
life makes time a real friend.

heterodynemind
Good lessons here.

carol
simply beautiful