A Poetic Moment on Navigating Life’s Detours to Return to Vocational Endeavours

When we’ve truely found our aligned vocation life can shove it aside,
For any amount of time and we can pick it back up with relative ease,
Like we’ve not taken an extended moment away from it’s lucubration,
Whilst another element of our lives demands the majority of our attention,
Until we can return to our curated flow after a touch of personal recalibration.

As the time we believe we’ve lost isn’t wasted ~ ‘tis a detour to gain life experience and wisdom,
To evolve our vocational endeavours into more than they’ve ever been able to be before,
And although in the moment we may be worrying that we’re not allotting them necessities to become,
We’re actually at least subconsciously gaining additional inspiration for our creations galore,
Allowing us when we return to our lucubrating to retune our efforts with a sweeter toned strum,

For whilst we may be under the illusion that our flow may seem to be misplaced for a time,
The melody of all we’ve previously created remains ~ like background music to life sublime,
Throughout each moment we venture be it overly challenging or flowing ajar in a seraphic rhyme, 
Our abilities tend to often only grow and evolve into something greater as we continue to climb,
Irrespective of our perception on when we think we’ve hit the pinnacle of our projections prime.

So when life throws one’s flow off course remember this ~ even stars appear to loose their way,
When cloaked from our view behind clouds and when the sun shines ever bright,
Yet they always return to our perception shining seemingly brighter once obstructions cease to play,
Twinkling away at their own vocation whilst inspiring many spontaneously with their light,
Effortlessly enchanting us with a reminder that even after the darkest storm passes all can still be okay.

Thus life may wander but the thread between our vocational gifts and our days flow never snaps,
It just stretches and  simmers awaiting our eventual return ~ cracking yet somehow rarely actually breaking,
‘Till we find a way to follow it’s path again in sync with all that vies for time in our overflowing day,
Balancing akin an elephant on a spiders web, often teetering though unfailing our destined return,
For all aligned with our inner core stays true to our being ~ forever awaiting its moment to join in life’s foray.