If this is all there is, the sudden splash
of tapdrip in the sink, the pleasing weight
of arse on chair, there should be no debate
on what to do or think. There is no clash
of mind and body if there is no soul.
There is the shortest span of human time
in which to think and feel. No bell will chime
to signal death is near. The only goal
is to use our time well while it is there,
to reason and delight and to be kind
to taste food and run over in one's mind
what one is doing, to sit in one's chair
and read a while. Then go care for a friend.
And do this every day until life's end.