Applying this precision to my own life is a commendable goal, more command than able, however. Discipline is not necessarily acquired through routine. Sitting in front of a computer for several hours each day does not guarantee a fully formed manuscript at the end of six months.
The computer is really the devil in disguise. On the desktop alone is a full selection of solitaire card games, along with an entire folder of photographs meant to be sorted and labeled. Another folder contains countless web articles, saved for off-line reading. The folder icon faces the icon for the power-DVD player. You can see where that’s headed, thanks to Walmart’s $5.00 bin.
As poem #5 declares in its first line, every soul needs purpose. Purpose offers meaning in a world fraught with confusion and indecision. Using the GPS in your soul to guide you each day can keep the unsettling moments to a minimum. Choose a direction. If you hit a dead end, turning around is only a matter of shifting your heels and adjusting your nose to follow.
I’m not as coordinated as the Ulalena acrobats, but I seldom tip over!
|On stage after performance|
with cast member and Jeanne Miller
Purpose to Life
Every soul needs purpose
A reason to smile
Reward for a task well done.
A life lived aimlessly
Wanders through light and dark
Never understanding ease.
Knowing why I do
What I do so precisely,
Gives weight to each accomplishment.
Up down, east west
Left right, high low
Balance leads me to acceptance.
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