Sta.sh
Once I was a simple man
with simple aspirations.
Indebted to my quiet soul
for all life's revelations.
My mind would go a wandering
in places I created.
A newly minted lover or
adventure--I debated.
In solace, and in kindness did
I build my soaring spires.
A oneness with the Universe
is what I did desire.
But time did bring epiphanies
of my one true path.
My fate to be a simple man
it seems was not to last.
I took on many layers that
did complicate my life.
The things we call responsible,
the things that cause such strife.
My love can still encompass that
which now my life does hold.
Though life now so unsimplified
feels brash, and sharp….and cold.
These musings are acknowledgment
I never will return
To a life so simple and
Uncarried by concern.
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To a life so simple and
Uncarried by concern."
There is a good chance that you can return to simplicity when you get old. Not entirely without concerns, but without most, and simple and satisfying. I'm lucky enough to have done it.
There may also be a chance to change life goals while still young, and to take a different and happier path than the crowd has done. I was able to partly do that. I drifted rather than careered. So don't despair.