The Noblest of Pursuits

When investing in anything worthwhile, dedicate time.

(Come a place to say so, the din of the world will surely drown it out.)

Life, while forward-leaning, wants to stop and drag the rest to a stuttering pause…

Or at least we assume it cares for lost time and prayers, devout.

But time apathetically trickles on and the droplets are brimstone streaks

And nothing pauses for us save our bated breath and a wish

On that falling star that promises nothing at all and everything.

Regardless–or “Ignorantly”–we muster on and invest our precious mortality

In that which we find worthy our dedication… the nobelest of those pursuits being love, obviously.


Lay an Egg

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