Ease Poem by Raymond Garfield Dandridge

Ease



Oh! foolish one in quest of ease,
Do you not know that ease on earth, for men,
Is like unto the 'Pot of Gold'
upon the rainbow's end;
A wily 'will-o'-the-wisp' who
flees, and flees, and flees,
Not huriedly, but just a step
beyond your grasp—is ease?

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