DailyThought #52 - Heavy is the World

I walked through life with the world on my shoulders. Each step, my knees bent closer to the ground and my feet became sore with pressure. As the weight only got heavier and my complaints only got louder. I unloaded it in front of me. I sat next to the world with relief. As soon as I stopped trying to move it, it started to move me. Now, the air as light as I, moves me with the wind. I still walk with the world, but not underneath its weight. I walk with its momentum.

Rake by Townes Van Zandt