In the shadows of the night
When I was young I spent too much time
Thinking about what was important.
I would do those important things
And those unimportant things also
Think those important thoughts
And be important
Later, when I was older
I zeroed in on what was UN-important
And learned to decide what Not to spend time on.
Then learned what Not to think about
And I forgot about being important
The better part of survival
Has to do with knowing
What Not to do
The better part of importance
Is much the same.
I think I will spend the rest of my life
Deciding what Isn't important!
And weed that garden
And take a walk
Then in the End --
See just how much is left
And these days I find that
Like a garden.. I grow
As I share that walk with Just me
And what IS important.