There are times in our lives when we’d rather just sleep,
Instead of endeavouring to find the motivation to do as we seek,
’Tis when we need ponder are we having a moment or do we truly need rest,
Or perhaps it’s our minds requiring a spark towards a personal conquest…
Irrespective the reason our motivations struggles and wanes,
From our usual lackadaisical flair to flow through our days with low pains,
This stagnation could simply be ones rests created a mild disconnect,
And it shall just take a shoving moment to jolt it swiftly to reselect.
Though there always may be a deeper reason to one’s quiddling,
Perhaps ones thoughts find one’s ludiosis something for quibbling,
Needing one to lucubrate if ones manifestation goals are more than a velleity,
Before igniting ones efforts to truly bring them into ones reality…
For despite ones latitudinarian perspective and fealty to ones task at hand,
When ones motivational abilities waver to near nonexistent and bland,
One may discover they prevaricate a touch the real reason to themselves,
Near subconsciously undermining oneself out of hidden fears ‘for decathecting then returning the idea to its shelves.