THE CULPRIT STRESS.

You didn't notice the suns rays shining

through the window pane, today,

The blue skies and cirrus clouds are a

gracious sight after a time of sleet, damp snowfall 

and downpour of rain,

All wrapped up in the pressures of a 

time consuming  working state,

as all the worries of the job presents a stress 

to make the levels for others to live within their

desired material taste,

Is this the purpose you've held so dear?

following an inner urge felt through the years, 

of trying for personal success, happiness and the 

good life in haven's scent of earthly pleasure,

Putting health far behind as the winds howl at 

perspectives uncensored,

You haven't noticed the suns rays shining

through your window pane, 

lost, away from the vital, leaving one unfamiliar, 

As you rub cream into the palm of your hands

today again, because the culprit, stress has given

you eczema.