Life, Poetry

To Cut Loose a Thousand Half-Committed Endeavours

the power of focus

I hope to do less

Not more.

To pour into each thought and moment

My whole self.

So that the day is full of fully completed experiences.

Not hurried, tense moments.

I hope to let go.

To cut loose

A thousand half-committed endeavours.

To free them to find another life.

To leave behind them—

Calm.

Serenity.

And completeness.

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