
As a child I was encouraged to pursue academic excellence with a one-track mind
That was the foundation on which my future would be designed
So that was what I did, never allowing my creative side to bloom
On the rigorous path of academic success there was no room
To while away precious time in artwork, creative writing or dance
I internalized that creative pursuits could not help me advance
In my career or life (the two were for all intents and purposes the same)
I ended up with a coveted career, so the strategy I cannot blame
Through all the years of studying and working hard, there was one regret
To flex my creative skills, enough time I did not get
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In my middle age, when my career had reached a plateau
I realized it was about time to let my creative juices flow
Thus began my journey into amateur writing and art
My career stokes my intellect, creative expression soothes my heart
The elusive balance in life seems easier to achieve
Both art and science need a place in my life, I’ve come to believe
