Life's Heavy Weight

Mundane life, so routine, so conditional, so mutational Has me feeling like I carry a weight with me On my soul, on my heart, in my intentions, In my choices, on the very essence of my fate! Mundane life, so boring, has me smiling and closing my eyes In the silence of the darkness that closes in on me While dreaming of the power acting behind me Pray, wish I to decipher its cryptogram So that I may feel as light as air Carefree, without the weight that accompanies me! Mundane life appeals not to me, I see no aim in living it Other than finding and holding the hands of The other part of my soul Meant to accompany on the journey towards Eternity! Pray, mundane life, so totally chaotic Expects us to behave with it, like robots With the will to keep on toiling As if such were all that matter in life And having the desire to keep on surviving Whatever happens to us and to our surroundings! From the mundane life wish I to be saved, of course, After having accomplished my share of duties Why, being a free spirit can be quite stinging!