When habit becomes the sinking sand,
The place where creativity comes to drown,
Let the constant donning of the creative hat,
Be the one habit you never let to die,
Let the constant mining of the endless better,
Be a habit allowed to blossom and to bloom,
Without necessarily reinventing the wheel,
Crown your life with the precious crown of novelty,
Wear this habit,
Like a monk's habit.
Brussels © March 2015 afesehngwaHilary
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