Distilled: Doings

Reviewing the results
Of yesterday’s race,
Not one item on my list
Actually got done.

‘How odd,’ you might think
Albeit so much fun!
Now it’s time to get serious,
Or is that the problem?

To thoroughly do
What needs to be completed,
Now that’s an idea
For me to work with;

Yet, who is this, “me,”
Who is striving so diligently?
The answer eludes,
How does the question make sense?

Nonetheless I’m determined
To find a solution,
For enjoyment alone,
If nothing else;

And this seems to me
A most rational pursuit,
For why not be whole
If it’s possible to attain it?

Of course, entirety is already true
But the waters are muddy,
Dropping down into the dirt
And peering into the murk;

If this muck is me
There’s sure a lot to see,
Wiping my eyes,
I watch the sunrise,
Immersed in astonishment.