What A Relief Poem by Shalom Freedman

WHAT A RELIEF

What a relief
I don't have to read to keep up
I don't have to study constantly
I don't have to concentrate and worry
I am missing something I should be learning
I can sit and look and rest
And let whatever I see or dream
Be my consciousness

I am not in a race anymore
I am just here for as long as I am
For now
To live until the end
Without having to try to be
Anything more than I just am.