Condo Sale

Three years ago they found that site in me
Which focused life – how long my life would be;
And here I am – two days until I know
If CEA – goes up or down – how slow?

'Twas good – it had to come some time;
I'm getting old despite these thoughts of mine;
Three things agreed for us a problem are:
One's stress, one's shape, nutrition's role by far.

I took on stress, for it was huge in me;
It always was, it's down – now I can see;
Huge pieces of the life I have makes sense;
And that goes on, a seeming recompense.

But shape and food? Those two are not quite right;
The three connect – stress eases with each bite,
Then shape expands to raise the size of clothes,
Which speaks of stress, for by its shift one knows.

But insight from that download – free online –
It shifted view brought up a view sublime:
Don't use the downside of your major type,
But celebrate your strengths and do things right.

So, there it is, not muscle to build up,
As though the shift would show me to be tough;
And not a focus on a bigger brain,
As if from thought my central aspect came.

And certainly, vivaciousness of breath
Is not the core of life that I have left;
But rounded joy, strength of stability –
Cut out the round, more strength of bone I see.

Some collagen inject to hide the change
In roundedness, and bodies rearrange;
I feared that fact – to detriment of health,
But now I see – in bones, not fat, is wealth.

So on I go – year four, at least that much,
With father's gift – stability and such;
Perhaps in shift of focus I will see –
A few more years – joy in stability.

For cash is king – it drives my stress aloft,
When it is gone my shape gets round and soft;
Reducing stress of economic type –
Best done with cash – food does not set it right.

So there's the link, one driver of the stress –
The screwed-up cash from mom's side – what a mess;
Dad centered life through his stability,
Dynamics of those two now found in me.

A deadly cycle of three factors seen
Has brought me here – a mix of life that's been;
But now I change, adjust or short will be
For days ahead – the rest is up to me.

From whence comes cash, resource to live our lives?
From God of course, hooked in, our being thrives;
And from that pool of resource flows on out,
The stable life we bring to those about.

So stop it now, stop saying ‘no’ to cash,
Diverting flow which through your life is passed;
A channel you – resources from above –
Stability and joy his act of love.

So stimulate the others to join in,
That resource flow through them might now begin;
Resources to encourage, foster hope,
Bring joyous life for those who sit and mope.

As you do life, live out the one you are;
See others thrive, a better life by far
Will be for you, and those who are your kin;
So start it now, new lease on life begin.

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