Day to day living is so insensible,
Would that this soul were only invincible.

To roll with the tide,
To live instead of just abide_

To find my place in the sun,
Let my feet walk rather than run.

For my heart to beat at a steady pace,
Slowing my body so it wouldn't race.
Keeping it in my chest, instead of on my face.

To be able to listen and really hear,
To see from afar as well as near.

To be able to swim in this sea,
Without letting it get control of me.

How comfortable I could be,
If all these things applied to me.


By
Mary S. Hymel
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