We miss the beauty of the world around
In routines the world has tied is to
The schedules the commutes the various chores
Leaves no time but still focus
Not supposed to look around
The expectations we let others set up for us
Makes mind ruthless with this Life
A life that's gifted, meant to live complete
A Life with purpose, to achieve Moksha is forgotten
Excel with what you do right now
But plan and set expectation to stop, no matter what the cost
Look past the crimson sun, at birds flying to their nests
Absorb the vast blue sky we live beneath,
And the green pond reflecting trees
Sit down in quiet and search within
For emptiness precious, throw out the rest
Forgive and let go, enjoy the music and walk
The opinion of others never mattered, don't fret and burn out in it
Let our voice and vote ask for more
Not just money, but a Life fulfilled
Last and most important of all
Insist life is joy, and all you do
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