Labor Is the Burden of Our Being

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Labor is the burden of our being,
A weight that weds us firmly to the earth,
Blessed servitude that serves a common meaning
On which each may erect a sense of worth.
Remember, then, the beauty of a calling
Demanding both integrity and skill:
A dancer in the drifts of early morning,
Yet traveling towards sunset through sheer will.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

Audio and Video Music: The Forest and the Trees. By Kevin MacLeod. Performed by Kevin MacLeod
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