Evolution in five years or bust.
Pay your dues and be pedestrian.
Work to be ever working.
Work to be working at minimizing karmic footprints.
Now pitter patter, let’s get at ‘er.
Stand on your toes and take a breath of nothing less.
Tell me where play and work meet. I see no difference. But I am new.
Also, do things have to rhyme? That’s as precious as I’m smitten.