Always evolve 
never stay
where you 
find yourself 
stagnant water
draws insects 
treading water 
eventually exhausts 
move in
one direction 
or another 
even though 
doubling back 
might seem 
futile the 
soul has 
wings that 
are built 
to fly 

You can’t 
miss something 
that doesn’t 
belong here 
and all
things that 
once were 
never do

And now nothing 
for everything’s done 
and everyone else 
tired from waiting 
have made their 
way along alone 
it’s this way
so you see
impatience does itch
and they will 
always find someone 
to scratch it 

Things to do 
people to see
laundry to wash 
dishes to clean 
somewhere in between 
a few thoughts 
wandering around wondering 

What we frequently 
seek is never 
found outside of 
ourselves but we 
infrequently ever do 
recognize it when 
we encounter it 
why is that 
because we’ve convinced 
ourselves that it 
must look different