The basket of my life’s contents
Have all spilled over n exposed
Each and every issue examined
Mulled over and dealt with
Tended, mended and cared for
And discarded, as need be
Now, it is swabbed and empty
Standing at life’s threshold
Chin up, feeling light, airy n agog
Full of expectations, all ready
For thrills, chills n feeling good
Experiences, whatever heady mix
Destiny churns up and throws
My way, I shall relish it with gusto
Peace took its own sweet time in
Coming yet it did come finally
Filling me with exquisite joy n
Bliss- at all times, in all places
In all cases, be it good or bad, keeping
Me unperturbed no matter what,
As now no one can take my joy away!!!!
Health is the greatest possession. Contentment is the greatest treasure.
Confidence is the greatest friend. Non-being is the greatest joy.
The secret of contentment is knowing how to enjoy what you have, and to be
able to lose all desire for things beyond your reach.
1895-1976, Chinese Writer and Philologist
I don’t want to own anything that won’t fit into my coffin.
Fred A. Allen
1894-1957, American Radio Comic