My "minimalist" thoughts

[ poem  ]

If it’s not that easy to acquire
the taste of life; the circumstances;
the situations; the boundaries;
Altogether - at once; it’s natural
for all of us!

Not all meanings are substantial.
Not all indulgence is happiness.
Not all hassles are troublesome.
Not all companionship is love!

The inherited chaos of overthinking
is the reason for a pity living, and
if I magnanimously appreciate ‘time,’
I’d have simplified my life -