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/o\ __ /o\ The day's dry spell has ended...it's dark, at last.......comes dusk the hours are too slow in their flow all else, is in slow mo fatigue disrupts the peace...mind and body silently complain......the regularity of endless tasks and chores gobbles one's lifetime...beard grays with **** the enthusiasm that wakes the soul before sunrise, has turned to ennui... in the morning, the coffee urn, brews with discontent... a thirst for change, twinned with fear...seems strange, excitement and apprehension cling to the mind...like an infection... imagination is fecund temptation fills every second... this farm, is life striated with difficulties acres of land, haunted by inherited responsibilities, how can one be exempted from traditions and family  expectations? there's just no pleasure in so much work pressure impossible, to ignore the enemies of leisure! it's tempting to surrender...to just loll, to abandon all... yet, body and mind struggle...must keep going every morning... an intrinsic energy within, dispels whispers at night it is fiercest, when a candle is bright with light... ......................................... Sally © Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan March 11, 2019
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Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 3:06 PM UTC
Enemies of Leisure
/o\ __ /o\ The day's dry spell has ended...it's dark, at last.......comes dusk the hours are too slow in their flow all else, is in slow mo fatigue disrupts the peace...mind and body silently complain......the regularity of endless tasks and chores gobbles one's lifetime...beard grays with **** the enthusiasm that wakes the soul before sunrise, has turned to ennui... in the morning, the coffee urn, brews with discontent... a thirst for change, twinned with fear...seems strange, excitement and apprehension cling to the mind...like an infection... imagination is fecund temptation fills every second... this farm, is life striated with difficulties acres of land, haunted by inherited responsibilities, how can one be exempted from traditions and family  expectations? there's just no pleasure in so much work pressure impossible, to ignore the enemies of leisure! it's tempting to surrender...to just loll, to abandon all... yet, body and mind struggle...must keep going every morning... an intrinsic energy within, dispels whispers at night it is fiercest, when a candle is bright with light... ......................................... Sally © Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan March 11, 2019
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Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 3:06 PM UTC
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