Idle In a State Of Wishfulness

Those who give,
Seldom settle...
With contentment,
Resting.

Seeking to reach heights.
And sharing sights seen...
Means an unending flight,
Has ignited excitement.

And this,
One does not get...
Sitting idle in a state,
Of wishfulness.

For 'it' to happen...
One has to satisfy the attraction,
To act...
Without distractions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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