The other side

Some say that
the grass is greener
on the other side.

Some are so preoccupied
with the hypnotic hues
of that other side,
willing to forsake all
just for the opportunity
to cross over.

They work so hard
to get to that other side
only to find disappointment.

Once there they turn to find that
where they just came from
now appears to be much greener
than they realized,
but because they
worked so hard
to cross over,
they may not have the strength
or the means to return.

Some have seen enough
of the world
to know the truth.

They are aware of this
"Greatest Illusion that Life has to Offer".

A human tendency.
To want what they
do not possess,
unable to appreciate
what life has given them.

A desire for something better.

Not knowing that
the greener grass
is just an illusion,
a trick consisting of
angles, light, and perception.

Those on the other side are
lustfully looking at us,
seeing what we have,
willing to throw away
all that they have
for just a piece of that
greener grass that they see.

How much life must we live
before we realize that
the greenest grass
we could ever hope to possess
is beneath our own feet.

The greater we care for it,
the greener it becomes.

Lack of proper care
will surely kill the grass
which lies on either side.

The wise try every known technique
to care for what they already have
so that it might burst forth
with a color so vivid
all else seems pale in comparison.