THE RUT
 

No open space,
no clear air,
the harder you try,
the deeper you get.

Muddy water is not clear,
your view of life,
remains clouded,
and the rut deepens.

Your mind becomes narrowed,
more so with each try,
as you sink deeper,
and further from the light.

The answer comes,
not by trying,
but by allowing,
and by trusting.

The rut is your place,
of your own free will,
the safe place you chose,
to protect you from the real.

You can rise to the top,
simply by allowing nature,
and trusting nature,
and putting trying to rest.

Like one who fights,
the current and drowns,
where the same one,
would float without fight.

Life is a natural thing,
it can't be conquered,
as we can't control nature,
we can't control life.

Those who fight, suffer,
those who accept, smile,
we all have the same life,
some choose the muddy rut.

Listen to your own mind,
follow your own dreams,
others know themselves,
they don't know you.

You have the responsibility,
for all you will ever be,
it is your life to determine,
just what you want it to be.

If someone chooses the rut,
you can but offer them a hand,
don't allow yourself in the mud,
there is no future in a rut.
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
August 8, 2002