Adaption

Adaption is life; a mantra of being.
Adaption is part of personal freeing.
Without it you’re stuck in a rut that is life.
Without adaption all that’s rigid is rife.
To fly with the Angels, or hobnob in Hell,
learn to adapt, and you’d best do it well
for the option is death of heart and of soul;
so learn to adapt; that’s how you stay whole.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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