A Weary Search / by Jonathan Fiero


It's growing tired, this weary soul

a revival needed, so far to go

Still, less than half is gone so far

should life be kind, with glowing warmth

Some look for more, while others less

but what is it, this happiness?

Why so sad, a yin a yang

this balancing act, too much more or maybe less

Balance is found, now please proceed

we have your gift, climb a tree!

Take a walk, or read a book

onward a must, to what's not done

Forget it all, it matters not

If smile comes, while not in thought

Looking upward, looking down

to see the world, and all that's found

 

Or, perhaps for you, just the clouds...