Trouble is -

      
       Trouble is we always figured we were smart. 
Whoever gave us that idea? 
I don’t know.
All our troubles come from that thought - fatal, flawed .
 

Trouble is we try to be clever.
More than we actually are.
Cos in the first place,
We thought we were smart.
No?


Trouble is we try to figure out stuff.
Stuff we thought were smart to figure out. 
When we actually are poorly brain'd to even try.
But we thought we were smart.
No?

 
And we look in the wrong places.                               
In the nitty and the gritty, and more so the petty.
The things that mean a lot, we see not.
The things that mean naught, loom huge, trendy, glamorous, clever and large.


Trouble is we scant feel the warmth of the sun, 
Nor bother the coolness of the evening breeze.
The immaculate glows of fabulous sunsets, displayed as masterpieces in the horizon, we pay little heed.
Lost in our haste to catch up,
To appear smart.


We notice not the fragrance of wild roses.
Nor regard the soft melting of the snow flakes.
Hear not the gurgling, bubbling sea-bound brook.
The nourishing splattering rain nurturing sun-drenched fields.
The cheerful chirps of the tiny pecking birds, escape us.

 
Trouble is we are deaf to the laughter of joyful children, 
To the love of parents for their sons.
And sons for parents.
We spare no thought for the gentleness, concern and care, of aged in-firmed grannies, for the robust yet fragile toddling little ones.


Trouble is we seek for what we think are smart to gain - Wealth, Fame, Power, Greatness and Glory.
And all that we think would make us appear smart to obtain.
 
Trouble is we even try to figure out God, then conclude there is none.
OMG!

What gave us that nerve to even think we could ever try, to know or reach or at all understand HIM.


But we thought we were smart. That fatally flawed thought. 
Interfering with the true purpose we are here for:

  

To appreciate His GREATNESS 
  be embraced in His LOVE. 
  to make this experience 

- Life -
meaningful, rewarding, fulfilling, & glorious.

     May you be not so troubled