This post represents a turning point in this blog. Up until now, my vision has been clouded. Now, while it’s not as clear as the skies over the Sahara, I have a heading.
I’m going back to the original purpose of this blog: to track my life and personal growth journey. That purpose has failed mainly because I have the attention span of a flea on a sugar-high.
There are new, ambitious goals in every area of my life. I’ve narrowed my focus in every area to only those things that are most important. Most I will share with you. Some I may not.
Part of that turning point was the inspiration behind this poem. I’d love for you to try to deduce its meaning it the comments.
The Careful Man
I know a careful man who toiled away
He worked hard on his life almost every day
He worked on his diet and exercise plan
He envisioned how he could be a better man
He fretted his future; conceived a career
He planned his finances for when old-age drew near
He schemed and he wrote and considered all ends
He pondered his wife, his family, his friends
He thought of tomorrow as the sun passed today
He said, Next week, when things didn’t go his way
He crafted and adjusted until everything aligned
He died broke and alone for he never left his mind