The heart is many faceted
The is face three dimensional,
The clock is in the fourth dimension.
But what truly shapes your life?
And where is your datum?
Are you so singular
As to dart from your Alpha,
Decoding success along your way?
And have you ever watched?
Even as the Tulips grow and paused
To notice the build of life is bulbous.
Your timescale will escape you.
Eventually finding true value
And meaning you will note
The service of self conjures
A dimentional deception,
And fearlessly presents as happiness.
This is the greatest untruth,
And is what makes people fall flat.
(c) 2018 Christopher Thompson.