Lesson of the Lazy Day

 

Lesson of the Lazy Day

 

What’s that I smell on the air?

The crocus blooms and gets on with life.

See that rabbit over there?

He is unconcerned with war and strife.

Not for him complicity,

Sunny skies and fresh grass are enough,

I long for days of simplicity,

I’ve had my fill of the other stuff.

I see the birds soar in the air,

It is they that are the truly free.

Feeding and nesting are their care,

Would that we had their sensibility.

At dusk the fox goes passing by,

He gives no more than a passing glance.

Another creature beneath the sky,

Unencumbered by man’s penchants.

The possum is not behind in rent,

The geese do not ever clock in.

Trees give shade without recompense,

What insanity are we locked in?

Is it not enough to watch the clouds,

And listen to the grass grow?

Why do we hustle along in crowds?

Why can’t we just let life flow?

See the lazy circles of the hawk,

Watch the cows as they contemplate.

Are they conscious of some clock,

Do they ever think they’re late?

We speed toward our heart attack,

Yet the lessons in nature astound us.

Knowledge we have; wisdom we lack,

The way to live surrounds us.

 

Cliff Lake 3/17/2025

Copyright © Clifford Lake

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