Fixed Positions

I wish you the best.
Those who are stuck in routines!
And those with priorities,
Living on deadlines...
And schedules set.

I hope your apple cart,
Will never get upset...
By any of the changes,
On the road ahead projected.
Some already there.
And more detected.

May your life lived today,
Find you living...
With as much peace as you can get.
And I pray you have some of it,
Stashed away in storage.
Or packed safely in a treasure chest.
Since I suspect...
You'll be dusting it off to use very soon.

Some people make adjustments,
And are able to go with the flow.
Others choose to avoid the flow...
To remain comfortably unchanged,
In a stagnation.
Awakened to be forcibly shakened.
Separated in horror...
From their fixed positions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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