To Each His Own
Sometimes when you tell
an old acquaintance whom you
haven't seen in ages that he
looks really well you may for
once be sincere, because he does,
his enthusiasm for a change in
lifestyle affecting an alternative
in outlook, values and satisfaction
and you can empathize seeing
his aroused new pleasure in life
the results plainly evident before
you. Even if for you his choice
makes no sense and exerts no
pull of curiosity or envy since
living your life your way with
its benefits far outweighing
the deficits that led him to
discover his own personal
salvation through his life's
finite journey to its conclusion
convinces you of his error.
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Labels:
Poetry
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