Gifted?

Sometimes I watch the gifted throw away their gifts. I mean how hard it is .Just neglect the polish of practice and stash them away in the cupboard of neglect. And there they lie subject to the vagaries of time, eaten away every living moment . What remains is the carcass of promise when tired wrinkled hands open the doors and let out a sad sigh at the rancid smell of waste. A couple of wistful thoughts of could- have-beens and back they go.Hic jacet.

Why do they do it? Kill promise in its infancy. Because we run.. Because we get tired. Because there are just 24 hrs in a day.. Because Newton left out the Inertia of existence in his laws and wanted us to discover it daily. Because.. I could quote the thousands of excuses we reel out daily. They are truly 'one size fits all'.From weaseling out of meeting an old old friend to forgetting a simple chore this pool of 'get me outs' works .

Dont do it. Its within you. Believe in you . Give it some time it needs. spill practice on it and hone it . Harder and ever more. For what lies across is not just the salvation of a hidden talent but the peace and tranquility of you becoming something more than that which catches the 9:00 to work.After all it is YOU that is the gift.