
Why spend your time in endless chatter,
Discussing how others mix their batter?
Their lives are theirs, unique and grand,
Each one of us with a different hand.
You see, everyone’s got their own load to bear,
A basket of worries they carry with care.
So why waste breath on someone else’s quest,
When tending your own will serve you best?
Their way may seem odd, their path unclear,
But it’s not your puzzle, so why interfere?
They’ll find their way, they’ll figure it out,
No need for your whispers, no need for doubt.
Instead, send them luck, wish them well,
And watch as your own peace starts to swell.
For in this world, we all have our part,
To carry our basket, and play it smart.
So mind your own, and let others be,
Focus on your journey, and soon you’ll see,
That life’s a bit easier when you let go,
Of listening to tales you don’t need to know.
Guchi.