Life work
A rhythm to keep, from dawn to noon.
Completion’s embrace, a fulfilling sight,
Liberating souls in the depths of night.
Yet, if bound by duty’s heavy chain,
Exhaustion reigns, leaving naught but pain.
For in the end, completion’s grasp,
Leaves one feeling empty, an aimless gasp.
So seek the work that fills your heart’s cup,
Let passion guide, and lift you up.
For in this life, your purpose true,
Is to make your work work for you.