Foreclosure

Foreclosure

Foreclosure is like a cancer
Or a cure bound to fail!

First we're in denial
Attempting to have it vanished
Like magic in a fantasy movie
Or a bad dream waiting for our awakening.

Later we mend it and pray
It goes away...

And the cancer relapses!

Finally we know the outcome
And it's only after the last struggle
That bliss finds us too!

And so we stop worrying
'Cause, what matters is still ours...
Our health, our know how
The well being of our loved ones
And never, ever, material lifeless stuff!

With bliss we stop fighting
Finally being in the NOW.

And just when we less expect
Everything begins to make sense
And we feel the energy of renewal
Once more!

wanishi