inquiète

  as we stagger through life endlessly
  where do we go?
  where are we when we stop to look around?
  was it a mountain vista where we stopped?—probably not
  we probably stopped because something impeded our way.
  which was our way?
  well, the way of business.
  No! listen, busy-ness; understand?

  Sure. but what is the solution?
  plans coming to fruition.
  No! that is more of the same.
  the only stopping point
  is when you actually stop what you are doing.


Crazy to think that one might stop doing something just to see where you are. Heck, you might even look into a mirror to see who you are.