We find, far too often, we fall in a rut
Sometimes inert a forming a gut.
I’ve noticed I see myself complacent
Never looking to what lies adjacent.
Change should be the meaning of life
As we all walk the edge of a knife.
Coming and gone
Writing a song.
Seeing the world that it’s vast.
The tides wait for no one
Our times will soon be done.
Enjoy your life while you can
It doesn’t always need a plan.
We find that we all live stressed
Always trying to be the best.
Sometimes it’s time to say “Enough,”
And shake off those old heavy cuffs.
To live that’s full of motion
And ever changing like the ocean.