Easier Said Than Done
The tongue, a nimble acrobat,
leaps across the chasm,
a phrase so light, a breath released:
easier said than done.
It dances on air,
unburdened by the weight
of calloused hands,
of sleepless nights,
of the stubborn resistance
the world throws back.
The mind, a swift architect,
constructs the solution in gleaming lines,
a blueprint flawless on digital skin.
Just do this. Simply change that.
It sketches the effortless execution,
ignoring the tangled roots
of habit, of fear,
the inertia that clings
like damp earth.
The heart, a hopeful engine,
ignites with the vision,
a future painted in strokes of swift success.
Imagine the feeling. Picture it finished.
It forgets the slow burn
of frustration, the ache
in muscles protesting,
the whisper of doubt
that erodes resolve.
So the words hang there,
bright and brittle,
while the body, the mind, the spirit
grapple with the than done,
the vast, unmapped territory
between the saying and the being.
A silent testament
to the chasm
where intention falters,
and reality breathes its heavy truth.
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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