I Don’t Live in this List
Stealing a moment,
face arched to the sun,
reflecting upon tasks still left undone,
Whether ten things to do or a hundred and one,
I find golden moments in this garden lesson
My life is on track
and I consistently persist
when I remember I’m not defined by this list
My list of to-do’s
are not only tangible things
such as shopping, cleaning or these poetic writings,
there’s children to nurture,
family to call,
with my disposition mastered and sunny
can be a challenge,
like facing the day,
when for now,
there’s more month than money
When the TV is on,
the story’s not art
the suffering move into my heart,
Without knowing, I begin to question myself
What’s my contribution,
am I doing my full part?
I’ve placed them inside
and increase my soul burden
their faces never dismissed
I watch their journey,
for it’s a lot tougher than mine,
then gracefully add their plight to my list
And so goes my list,
it continues to grow
After-all, we care for those we know and don’t know,
but the garden lesson holds the secret to joy
it’s a simple flower,
a smile,
a mere helping hand,
to remember the love our life kissed
for we define ourself by the garden we plant
not by what’s-to-do on our list.
By Barbara Tremblay Cipak, Copyrighted
I Don’t Live in This List - “A Garden Lesson”:
Our duties, our responsibilities, our obligations end up on our physical and mental “to-do list”, and it can be draining. But there is a secret many already know; finding joy in unexpected places. A joy from within, experienced from the core, coming from things that have nothing to do with money, work, or duties. This is the gift we can give ourselves.
