We’re never shown quite what it takes to grow long lasting skills The wrong turns and dead ends the path that’s fraught with ills We’re seldom shown to get to good We often must be bad To see the efforts ended in failure as the best teacher we ever had We’re never told that it’s ok for work to feel like play It's only worthy if it's hard blood and sweat along the way A workhorse soldiers on getting it right from the start Never risking the not knowing Never seeking the truth of the heart This life will teach us to build a wall around the softness of our core To do exactly what is needed and never try for more To tick the box and once it’s checked never give it another thought No room for deeper learning No tangents from what’s taught All this is just the way it is The way it’s always been All this is all we’ve ever known But there’s another way I’ve seen A way that’s slow to grow A path that ambles, weaves and sways A path that doesn’t always know A path with many circular ways A path that trusts in the business of doing When it’s not clear where it will lead A path where the outcome isn’t the goal A path where the fun is in sowing the seeds In watering and tending them Never knowing which one will take hold Finding excitement in the uncertainty Only knowing we’ll grow even when we’re old It’s never too late for learning We get it right less than we get it wrong But if we listen we can march to our own beat We can sing off key and enjoy the song
I hope you enjoyed this week’s Sunday rhyme time. I’ll be taking a short break to go and find myself (I know I put me somewhere), but if you’re hungry for more why not explore my back catalogue? You can also connect with me on Instagram, where I’ll be posting some limericks upon my return. Thanks for reading lovely people, your presence here is much appreciated.