Art of Living
I get jealous so easily,
but habits are hard to break.
Perhaps when I become more convinced
that this is a world of plenty,
I'll trade in the envy green
for a ruby heart of love.
It's hard to unlearn an outlook
that took years to build.
Even though the lies weaved within the truth
have become easier to decipher,
I still mistake them for rules to live by sometimes,
and cause myself to stumble.
Patience, I remind myself,
for I am still learning the new blueprints for life.
So I let the jealousy be
and eventually my attention moves on.
Some say practice makes the master,
so I'll take my time
practicing the art of living.
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