I see a child press a button,
then shout and jump with delight
that he made something happen,
but I have been pressing
the same buttons all my life
and I long for a way
out of every morning's maze
of roads and traffic
and people behind counters,
and all the rest of the repetitive
rounds of what I face and do,
or the Secret
of how to be in the maze
without being its slave,
and how to stay aware
of the difference
between comfort
and freedom
(.........10sept2)
Max Reif
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-all-this/
