Rule Change

Why not earn my living
observing glorious mornings,
appreciating shady groves,
watching clouds
above sparkling water?
Why not bake my bread
by gazing at wind-tossed wheat,
roast my meat by laughing
with the frisking calf?
Why not fill my life
as I do my heart,
stunned by sunrise rainbows
in fog-wrapped treelines
beyong golding fields?

Reasons
can be so unreasonable...