Meditation on Happiness

Posted by on Jan 10, 2011 in 2011, Choken Word, Fear, Featured, Peace, politics, psychology

Happiness appears without a trace
Like bullets shot through a human’s face.
Velocity and trajectory tell how long
That smile will stay and belong.

Happiness does not dwell on the news.
It does not focus on psychotics and distorted views.
It does not worry about cold weather.
Or the political games that last forever.

Happiness dreams of security.
A home to lay its head in sobriety.
A family of its own to love and raise.
See its children develop from phase to phase.

Happiness is right in front of me.
I won’t let it escape because of another killing spree.
I won’t get sucked into another media frenzy.
Because I’ve never been this close to being free.

A bed to lay my head at night.
A job to keep the water and lights.
A family that enjoys it when I come home.
I have all of this, as I write this poem.

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3 Comments

  1. Bobby7L
    December 1, 2011

    Indeed.

    salut!

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  2. Byron King
    December 1, 2011

    Thank you kind sir. I rarely get comments on this blog so I usually don’t respond. Seems comments are all in facebook land these days. Oh well. I still like having a blog.

    Reply
  3. don
    October 5, 2012

    So inspiring and a constant reminder that true happiness lies within.

    Thanks for sharing.

    Reply

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