Wisdom

No one can worry
All the time
As the birds
In the sky
There has to come
A time
Where it stops
It must
But where
Shall we be
When the time comes
Shall we be listening
When worrying seizes to exist
Or shall we instead
Be so wrapped up in our troubles
That we forget to listen
And wonder throughout eternity
Doing the one thing
That was so important
That we forgot to listen