(Poem For The Soul, Louis Janmot, 1854)
A Soul’s Journey
Regrets
Ones to come
Many left behind
Meaningless in theory
Heavy in reality
The old woman barely remembers
The young girl too free to care
Only the wise carries the burden
Harken fool!
Listen to the hushed voices
They are not condemning
Nor is your purpose wasted
Release your judgment
Or is it fear?
Remember who you are; who you will be
Live in the moment – like a child
Forget all that scatters your mind – like the old
In between is the journey, lessons abound
Enrich what needs to be toiled
Bear witness to joy
For condemnation is your imagination
And your soul is listening
Writerdeeva 
Wow, love the opening and glad you got home. Living one day at a time without overthinking everything has it’s benefits! Thanks for sharing, it brightened my morning.
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Enrich what needs to be toiled ❤️
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