The Art of Living

As every drop upon a burdened leaf,
sojourns a moment, a moment brief,
why cans’t let not we burdens too
fall few where they once meant to.
This life is burdensome as it is,
lead not by self it far from bliss.
Please let all burdens fall my heart,
feigning joy perhaps is true art.


25 thoughts on “The Art of Living

  1. That last couplet sells the entire thing. Also reminds me of an All Hail the Yetti song titled “The Art of Mourning” but only because the titles are similar 😛

      1. That depends on what musical divide you find yourself on, but yeah, I appreciated the mental connection.

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