Our Circadian Rhythm
Life is characterized in so many ways;
tho some merely think it’s physical;
but the actual truth may really amaze;
often it seems rather mystical.
Often it is considered a flowing stream;
considering it’s more of an energy;
many people describe life as a dream;
its a mysterious form of synergy.
Life is consciousness; ebbing and flowing;
it seems to have a rhythm of its own;
flowers; planted in the garden; growing;
reaping whatever is sown.
Each life is much like a musical symphony;
maintaining its own circadian rhythm;
crescendoing as tho the sound of tympani
creating realities; some forbidden.
Every life dances to a different drummer;
everyone’s schedule is unique;
some are active in winter; others in summer;
each dances to their own beat.
Each of us has our own circadian rhythm;
our schedule becomes etched in stone;
any schedule changes can create a schism;
leaving us feeling lost and alone.
Changes are much easier; when we are younger;
when old; any change is expressly forbidden;
it’s for continuity; that we long for, and hunger;
feeling the beat of our circadian rhythm.
Monty 9.11.25. # 2,958