Tugging at the layers
Peeling towards the core
There’s something at the center
There’s something else in store
So what have you been doing?
This seeming waste of time
Accumulating quarters
Some nickels and some dimes
A new pursuit is waiting
It’s time for letting go
The hard part is the waiting
To act on what you know
Look for signs around you
And start to make a plan
The time is drawing closer
For what you think you can
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem