Workview Ode

Ode to Life

Fixing things, making things work.

Practice practice practice 

Is what my teacher always says

When we start with a discord of sounds

My mind repeats itself,

Spiraling, spiraling, spiraling

The cycle must break,

But the world keeps spinning 

The sun rises up, new day, new you

Let cycles break like dawn,

Let them grow anew alike spring

To be nurtured,

Improved in the summer, perfected in the fall

And when winter comes

Let the cycles go

And start anew. New day, new cycle

After all, it’s only practice 

And with enough practice, 

Maybe, maybe, just maybe

we create something beautiful