poem of the day April 1

No one can ever

climb past the very top

No one can ever dive

below the very bottom

No matter how

much one tries 

there is no absolute 

top and bottom

So basking in

the journey to attain

unattainable perfection

of mountain and valley

is the grandest of misplaced delusion 

full of immense effort

The only place of

true perfection

is the center middle

A seemingly boring line

where nothing out of

the ordinary

ever happens

A line that is mostly stepped over

in a rush filled hurry

to get to the ends

of unattainable time