This Classroom Called Earth
Sometimes I just want a break.
Life's lessons come fast and furious,
Without so much as a cleansing breath
Like a woman having labor pains.
My reason for being here is obvious,
But am I passing the earthly test?
Am I using my short journey here wisely,
Taking a metaphysical leap forward
On my spiritual path?
I don't always take the high road
When life throws me a curve,
Leaving me sorely disappointed,
Squandering my precious chance to progress.
I was lovingly hit by the cosmic two by four
Through this realization:
No matter what road I choose
High road, low road,
It makes no difference.
I leap forward and learn through all my experiences.
I delight in this knowledge
And strive to rise to each challenge,
No matter how difficult.
I now joyfully give thanks that I signed up
For this earthly class.
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