My True Passion

Finding peace in the things I do So many things not enough time Aspirations are what I view Like a mountaineer ready to climb Motivated by the things my mind sees moving quickly yet stop on a dime My workshop like a hive ready for bees Materials, tools, and ideas, no confine Like an arborist climbing the tallest trees Seeing ideas that are so much like mine Blending them all to make something new knowing that any new idea will be fine Unlimited hours are down to a few I must eat and sleep to keep up my health Balancing obligations I have too Knowing the outcome is spiritual wealth Wondering if I really have any clue Working slowly and then with more stealth For creating is the way to myself I stay true