Working in the sun,
Tired and breathless.
Working in the office,
Straining and tedious.
Take a moment from your day,
Think of all you have accomplished.
The mere effort used to wake up,
Simply being alive.
Create a space in your mind,
For some self-worth.
With zeal and vitality,
Consume the honor of being alive.
With such empowerment of the unfavorable,
We neglect the favorable.
Our lives so bitter in regret,
When what matters most is the progress.
One is not built to mold as a Kevlar vest,
Instead as a recoverable, converting tree.
Constantly transforming, changing, restoring,
Regaining, repairing, and caring.
Just take a moment out of your day,
Living as a busy bumble bee.
Stop for a moment and think,
Of the endless flowers to land upon.
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