When the moment
Feels right,
Allow life
To unfurl before you.
Life can be good,
If you give it
The chance to be.
A common misconception about happiness
Happiness is but a breath,
A moment,
A fleeting thought.
It is not a matter of the heart;
That is a misconception
Born of fairytales.
Happiness is like
Cupped hands catching ocean waves.
It cannot be contained.
What little you hold
Soon slips away.
It leaves your hands wet,
And longing
To return to the water.
Happiness is wild,
Like an elusive creature
Moving through the forest.
It cannot be caged.
Sit quietly and observe.
Perhaps it will come to you.
Perhaps, for a moment,
You may stroke its fur
Before it returns to the wilderness.
So when happiness finds you,
Do not try to keep it.
Simply appreciate it
While it lingers,
For it was never yours to own,
Only yours to experience.
Ode to Springtime
I’m thankful for the springtime
And how it brings our garden to life.
For the morning scent of eucalyptus,
The dew upon the grass,
And the warmth of country nights.
For afternoon sun showers
Drifting across freshly cut lawns,
And for the vibrant colours of flowers
That make me cherish the season more.
The songs of busy insects
And brightly coloured birds
Fill the air with gentle music.
And the sounds of springtime in the country
Are the finest I have ever heard.
Below the Queen Tree
I cross my front garden to my favourite tree and sit down,
She has a thick leaning trunk and a beautiful green crown,
Soft grass at her base, welcomes my feet like an old friend,
The queen tree is the kind, a younger me would often ascend,
I’d climb to the top and feel the sun on my smiling face,
Above the world in her castle, my secret green hiding place,
Times have changed, and now I must admire her from below,
My bare feet in the grass, and the greying face of an old fellow.
