Some things we carry around, even Mondays
Till our arms give out, or they kill us
Most things we encounter in life
Work themselves out, or move on
Our possibilities always exceed
What our attention can bear
What our patience will allow us
Leaving us what we cling to
Mondays will always be mere appetizers
To our full-course possibility week
This Monday is no exception
Leaving us hungry for something more
Tuesday will come no matter what we do
How we greet it, how it greets us
Depends upon us, our attitude
Our ability to transcend all Mondays
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
How true!
lovely poem.