THE UNSEEN BURDEN

THE UNSEEN BURDEN 

The true distress is seldom what we face,
Not in the task itself the labor lies;
But in the clutter of the mental space,
The endless loop of over-thinking's guise.
We measure every step and weigh each end,
Regarding objectives with a fearful eye;
Upon the simple fact we won't attend,
But let the mind build castles in the sky.
Release the clasp that binds the anxious heart,
And choose the spirit of a sudden flight;
Let all the tight analysis depart,
To drift in life, made effortless and bright.
Like open air, be careless and be free,
For simply letting go is liberty.

 WILLIAMSJI MAVELI