What's the Problem?
What's the Problem
Why is it difficult for us to acquire
All those things in life we desire?
What's so tough about getting all that?
It's like pulling a rabbit out of a hat.
Why is it difficult for us to think
Beyond the quicksand in which we sink?
Don't we realize we are the source
Of great energy, love, power, and force?
Why is it difficult for us to accept
Changed ideas or a new concept?
Is it because we are stuck in old ways
From bad habits acquired in our younger days?
Why is it difficult for us to understand
That we can conduct our own life's band?
To sing and dance to the music we play
And enjoy happiness each and every day?
Why is it difficult for us to realize
That real strength is not found in size?
It's in our beliefs about who we are
Which hold us back, or drive us far.
Why is it difficult for us to believe
That we possess the power to achieve
Any goal in life we desire to attain,
Be it love, happiness, fortune or fame?
Why is it difficult for us to know
It's only through love that we can glow
And be a shining beacon to all
Like a lighthouse standing tall?
Why is it difficult for us to comprehend
In death, we don't lose loved ones and friends?
Only worldly possessions do we leave behind,
Realizing their true value, to which we were blind.
Why is it difficult for us to think
About death and dying, being on the brink?
Is it fear of the unknown or what we might learn,
That once through the door, we never return?
Why is it difficult for us to see
Death is not the end for you or me?
Just take comfort to know that in death
Life doesn't end with your very last breath.
By Mike Stone
(Poet & Master of Martial Arts...
who taught Elvis and Priscilla Presley)