Horse First, Cart Second, Right?!

 

Before the seeds are pressed in ground,
Let’s till our fields where joy is found.
The way we walk, the work we weave,
Become the fruits we will receive.

 

Put journey first before that prize,
For living well is truly wise.
For much of gain you dream to see
Is yours to take, it’s guaranteed.

 

With happiness as your life’s design,
It flows in now, not just future’s time.
And joy arrives as you pursue,
And not just if results ensue.

 

Put journey first before that prize,
For living well is truly wise.
For much of gain you dream to see
Is yours to take, it’s guaranteed.

 

Four paths there are in simple view:
No joy, no win—then you’ve been screwed.
No joy then win—a pyrrhic cheer.
With joy, no win—life’s always dear.
With joy then win—life’s richest art;
Just put your horse before your cart.

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Design your ways so they beguile,
Procrastinating’s out of style.
An easy journey, your hands “persist,”
No need to quit as joy insists.

 

Put journey first before that prize,
For living well is truly wise.
For much of gain you dream to see
Is yours to take, it’s guaranteed.

 

From tender years you learned to trade
Your inner joy for grades and praise.
In “good” and “bad” you staked your name,
Outsourced yourself to win some fame.

 

You fear the blame, the loss, the ban,
You chase results to prove you can.
Short-term power, sweet and fast,
Echos that tribal survival’s task.

 

Choose courage, break that flimsy wall,
You need no praise to stand up tall.
Reclaim the soil beneath your feet—
The process calls, your sweetest treats.

 

Put journey first before that prize,
For living well is truly wise.
For much of gain you dream to see
Is yours to take, it’s guaranteed.