The Trail of Least Resistance
A Poem
I don’t want to train for life with resistance bands gripped tightly in my hands so that everything is harder than it seems and I am constantly struggling against myself, my weight because, to be honest, I don’t need any more resistance than is already present in the modern world and slowly dripping down my face like a cracked egg on top of my head
I don’t want to walk a path because a path seems wider and more pronounced and I’d rather be smaller, invisible as I walk wayward into my hopes and dreams without something pushing back at me and making it harder for me to just, walk
The trail of least resistance is the one I am currently on although some days I seem to get lost and create blockages in front of me that I have to navigate in order to find the path again and free my mind and body from the stressors that tell me that I have to struggle to be successful but I think that’s the problem, one of definition, since the way I see success is not the way you see success as in excess, and impress, and confess whereas I just look at it as a simple life
Mindfulness in a cup of tea Idle time staring out a window The sounds of true silence Space, nature, biology, universe Not positivity or negativity, but just a level of contentedness with self and with this trail in front of me the trail of least resistance where I can finally set myself free
© Jonathan Greene 2020
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