A troubled
one no rest he'd get
From all the
world's despair
First this,
then that, then that thing too
and loaded
down with care
Advice he
sought and thus he found
one with the
proper sign
“Get your
act together
Priorities in
line”
So plan he
made and worked his plan
Important
things he'd list
and one by
one subtract from it
those things
he would not miss
What cheer?
What boast? or temporal gain
allotted for
his time
had caused
him troubled heart
and rendered
restless mind
One by one
he'd strip away
the things of
least import
according to
his record
these things
of lesser sort
Starting with
the basics
he from
foundation tore
moving one by
one
these things
he'd have no more
One layer up,
then two then three
he found them
less to care
Like triangle
sliced small to small
those things
he would not bear
Till final
left, priority one
eternal gain
was found
It's there he
found his apex
Twas there he
would abound
His breath,
His life, His family
Relationship
with God
Would find
his greatest efforts
While
dwelling on this sod
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