Listen Up!

The stakes will always be high, my friend,
And desires will touch the sky,
And you will put in the hard work, I know,
And slog without a sigh!

You will run and run like mad,
And you wont stop to breathe,
And you will keep on going on,
Adding flowers to that wreathe!

But when it’s time to go to rest,
Will you close your eye?
And when life flashes in front of you,
Will you then ask why?

Why you did not laugh aloud,
Or why you did not shout,
Why you did not breathe or gasp,
And even raise a doubt?

But before it is too late, my friend,
And the wreath too heavily weighs,
Sit back and feel the lifeblood flow,
Add music to your days!

Then when the swan has sung it's song,
And your heart beat begins to fail,
Your crown of glory will have passed on,
But they'll still sing your tale!

Resolutions

Raindrops are pattering on the pane,
It's chilly outside from the rain,
The lights are out, sounds are dead,
But she's tossing in her comfy bed

It's not fear, mind ye all,
She's already seen many a fall,
But the mind is not at peace you see,
Ideas seem to be soaring free...

She thinks again of letting them go -
It's very tiresome to get up so!
But a forgotten resolution lights the head,
And she decides to get out of bed!

She would pen the thoughts right away,
Make a diary of ideas she may,
(She was on her way to hit it big,
And these smart steps would do the trick!)

She rummages about for a pen to write,
So hard to look without a light,
But the switch, she mutters, is too far out,
And the pen itself is a matter of doubt!

Well, so she has a real reason now
Excuse? She exclaims to herself how!
Ideas will come back to her again,
What's it got to do with the rain?

So she turns, her mind at peace,
Covers herself with that heavenly fleece,
Warm and cosy she slumps in bed,
The resolution put out in the head!