Comfort

Written by: Laura Breidenthal

How we ever change
And then suddenly—revert to the old way
Without thought of the previous inspiration!
Without the drive we once possessed—the revelation!
Back into the rut of Comfort’s firm grasp
Loving the feeling of actually being trapped!
But soon the drive returns again
And the rut is never easily ignored

How we painstakingly change!
Yet so quickly return to our old way
For a moment utterly forgetting all effort
And remembering again the soft sway of Comfort