End Walking

Bout- priorities in life (btw- flutterby is the old name for butterfly)

All o' us walk to our ends,
Walk blindly to our ends.
In it whats important?
Vital to full life.
Myriad things we live and do,
Yet how many? How many?

Life-educated, but why?
Living-always working, again why?
As essential to breathe, to consume?


're kisses from warm lover more endeared than
sweat of hard money?
Joy of melancholy, and glum of happiness.
Beauty of emotion, taste of mistresses' tongue,
Touches of private pleasure, consummation of all.

Hardworking trees reach heights such great,
Yet 'tis Jasmine, fulfilling pastoral elation.
E'en more flutterby's- live in perpetual glee.
I had know one once, and she known me.

Walk to mine end; wonder whats vital, whats not,
So this wisdom I might send