Relax, You Guys

Relax, you guys, I've not let go
Of life as lived out here below;
It's just that I've reminder got
That all those plans are not my lot.

It takes a while to process that,
And deal with life no longer fat
With length of days, no strife within
As we'd been raised to think – ‘not thin’.

I'll get up off the ground once more,
And stumble on towards the door
That opens up for me this day,
And find for us, another way.

There's nothing wrong with falling down
In mud, as I on river ground
Fell yesterday, as pictures took –
I not for home that mud mistook.

So now as I stand up once more –
A whack I got, knocked to the floor;
Not half as bad as first time ’round –
So back on road I'll soon be found.

That's quite a hit – reality –
I know it's there, but when I see
Its ugly face – it stares me down
I find myself here on the ground.

So here I am, half-standing up;
I shake my head, and take the cup
And say, ‘it's not my chosen way,
But hey, it's dawn – another day!”

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