An Effortless Poem

aren’t we all simply~
sleeping for dreaming~
for waking for living~
for moment for lifetimes~
forever dying?

We all certainly are forever dying
Many die well before death
Few do not die even in death

We don’t always dream when we are sleeping
Just as we do not always live when we are awake….

“A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.”
“And one day when life has passed us by
Will we then have time to ask why?”

Hopefully not all of us are in that mold
Awareness is all that is needed to stop the rot

Well, isn’t that a lovely poem? And guess what, it was completely effortless. I just happened to read one of my old posts and going through the comments and replies, I saw such a beautiful flow. And all I did was transfer it all here. Check out the original post Forever Dying

Lots of love and thanks to everyone of you who left such precious comments and helped compose An Effortless Poem :)