You're busy.- I couldn't

You're busy. I get that.

You're also committed to living 
at your highest potential 
and going full-out
 in this precious hero's journey of ours.
 I get that, too.

The challenge is that 
when you put the two together, 
it can be tough to do all the studying/learning/reading 
you'd like to do, eh? 
Wouldn't it be cool if, 
over the next year, 
you could get through the Big Ideas 
of some of the best self-development books? 
I thought so, too.

Because I could not stop for Death—

He kindly stopped for me—

The Carriage held but just Ourselves—

And Immortality.

We slowly drove—He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility—

We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess—in the Ring—

We passed the fields of Gazing Grain—

We passed the Setting Sun—

Or rather—He passed Us—

The Dews drew quivering and chill—

For only Gossamer, my Gown—

My Tippet—only Tulle—

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground—

The Roof was scarcely visible—

The Cornice—in the Ground—

Since then—'tis Centuries—and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses' Heads

Were toward Eternity—