Nothing is still, and we need to keep pace <br />With seasonal race, as earth itself works. <br /> <br />Life's march is relentless, submission wise, <br />As eternity lies in and around <br />The urges to work. <br />Nature hates shirking. <br /> <br />Starting today, join in the harmony. <br />Play the symphony along with the universe <br />Learn that tasking begets much <br />Self-respect from the first. <br /> <br />There is a saying, those who love work <br />Love life, and labour enables the worker <br />To tap it's secrets of utmost delight. <br /> <br />All knowledge leads to it, all love <br />Is filled with it, structures are built with it. <br /> <br />This love of work is a linking with self <br />And a binding with others, even with God, <br />For the Great Workers' example <br />Stands as it's own proof. <br /> <br />Injecting something of spirit in work <br />Is shown, no matter what object attained. <br />Pertaining to effort, <br /> <br />A mere loaf of bread, statue of stone, <br />Table of wood, flagon of wine, <br />All have the breath of their maker around <br />And inside, hiding golden rewards. <br /> <br />Because labour is visible love <br />In perpetual motion, resulting in action, <br />And always achieving <br />Only what love would approve.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/speaking-of-work/
