Dust If You Must

I am overwhelmed with what must be done today....for work, for my home, etc.  I'll do what I can, but I am thinking about this poem I read not that long ago and it brings me a little smile.  Hope you like it, too....

Dust if You Must

~author unknown~

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.

Remember, a house becomes a home when you can write
"I love you" on the furniture.....

I need to get more organized and also get off this freaking computer and do a lot more of those things in the poem.  Paint a picture.  Write a real letter, in ink (not on a keyboard.)  Plant stuff.  Go hiking.  Spend time with people.  Life keeps racing by and I'm here, writing about it, wondering about it.  I get a little panicky about that sometimes.

I don't care so much about the dusting.

I do care about having so much of life spent in 2D (two dimensions) and wondering if that life is really going to matter.  I almost don't think so.  Which will be more important -- that I wrote something inspirational in bits and bytes out here in the ether, or that I hugged someone deeply, from the heart?

Too deep for today...lots (too much) to do and not enough time to do it.  And certainly not enough time to philosophize. Tomorrow's coming way too fast.

If there's something you want to do and it involves being with someone you love, don't put it off.  Forget the dust.  Just go do it.

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