Some thoughts… again.
Today is to work, rest, and play (guitar)… and write.
To me, work is crucial for our survival and quality of life. We all work in different ways. Someone that can’t work in some ways can work in other ways.
People work just by striving to survive. Some people are not able to produce like others, but their blood, sweat and tears are equivalent or greater.
To me, there should be a fair distribution of work, such that we are doing our part and getting what we deserve, but that it is also based on our intentions, equitable abilities and effort within our abilities. People that can’t work at a high-paying job should not be penalized because that is convenient to society. Sure, those that can afford more luxury, should have some, but people should not be forced to suffer, when resources are available, within reasonable accommodation and effort to prevent suffering. We should be working together so that there is a fair balance, where everyone gets the opportunity for a decent quality of life, health and wellness.
Just saying.
Poem today. Our world is fragile, but with care, we can see the light through it and more of us can experience wellness together and independently.
Days of Glass (Focus Matters)
Talk about fair
We all deserve health
really
for ourselves
It is a responsibility to work
*
as best as we can
within our means
to make that happen
**
Talk about fair
We should all feel well
truly
*
If ourselves or others have the chance
for joy and pleasure
*
we should not deny it by inaction
or bad actions
but try to be morally sound
**
Don’t miss the opportunity
to feel good just to serve some ideal
that is a hollow judgment
*
but don’t take this opportunity
to abuse or neglect anyone
or anything
just because we are okay
and it will still be our day
either way
and there is no one to judge
*
Sometimes it is unknown
The kindness that is shown
and if we surface
amid our own waves
our mind and days
can be as smooth as glass
**
Days of glass
Looking through
Angles matters
No dreams shatter
when we work to make life happen
*
Days of glass
Smashing through
Timing matters
New dreams happen
**
I totally lost my train of thought
When I got back on
the illusion was gone
It is not only what we have bought
but what we have got
in our minds
and in our hearts
That is how it starts
This train of thought
*
Looking through the window
as life rushes past
wondering if we will
always stay this fast
All of the passengers
are in one class
that is subdivided
like fine-crafted stained glass
*
Days of glass
Melting through
Timing matters
We can work to make life happen
*
Days of glass
Signals through
Timing matters
All dreams happen
*
Days of glass
Days of glass
Light shines through
Focus matters
We take care and a better life happens
