Too Much Freedom... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the irony
of having nothing to
do and
having much to
accomplish:

when you have
nothing to do
the void
expands and you
feel like
a drop of rain
falling into
an ocean

when you have
much to accomplish
the void shrinks
and you become a
mountain
high and strong
equal to the moon
and sun

it is true
it is this idleness
that leads to sin
this emptiness that
kills itself
this too much freedom
shackles
us instead.