A Labor More Restful

You are finally convinced

That you inhabit

The same banal world as everyone

Everyone has found it too

Everyone has resigned themselves

To it

And the only mystery

Is in what you couldn't decide

Or remember clearly

The only mystery

Is in what you couldn't decide or remember

Decide or remember

Have you stopped looking

In order to put yourself

To some real purpose?

Or have you simply found

A labor more restful

Than big-hearted yearning

And knowing that you're incomplete?

And the only mystery

Is in what you couldn't decide

Or remember clearly

The only mystery is in what you couldn't decide

Or remember

Decide

Or remember