Lethargy Liturgy

Today's post is brought to you by special guest blogger Simon, who was interviewed by Uncommon Nonsense in this post. 

I walk my road at the snail's pace;
For slow and steady wins the race.
I will sleep on and not erase
The peace that we have made.

My comrades say not a sound,
Yet camaraderie abounds.
We lounge and enjoy all around
The peace that we have made.

The clouds drift slowly in the sky,
But they are less lazy than I.
If I did work, then sure would die
The peace that we have made.

Yet work approaches row by row.
I know that it is better though.
And I still yearn for long ago,
And the peace that we had made.