The Pursuit

Most mornings, I stir in bed on the cusp of grace.
I walk through indifferent fog until I reach my office door.
By mid-afternoon, I degrade to a fainter shade.
At night, I may have my chance to redeem that day,
This is the pursuit which keeps me from harm.
I advise everyone endeavor to stand beneath icy water,
at least once or twice;
At daybreak and preceding sleep.
It is in this pursuit that I discover my ways.
It is from this pursuit that I challenge my aim.

written on 12/18/2009 by: Matt Kane