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BENEATH THE STAIRS

I see many wonders on my morning walks but nothing quite compares

with a little plant I see each day that grows beneath the stairs.

 

I’m not sure if he’s a little tree or if he is a flower…what kind

There are no other plants around him…but he doesn’t seem to mind.

 

I asked him once…I said, “Little plant wouldn’t you rather be

near a lake, or on a mountain top…or growing by the sea?”

 

He looked around and smiled saying, “This is where I’ve alway grown.

Underneath these stairs is the only home I’ve ever known.

 

Here I am protected from the rain and shaded from the heat of June

Somedays I dance while in the shadows…others while illuminated by the moon.

 

When I stop and think about it…it all seems pretty clear

to add a little beauty to this spot is why I’m growing here.

 

And isn’t it wonderful knowing while you’re out walking

you can find beauty anywhere…

even where you least expect it…like growing beneath these stairs.”

 

And he was right, that little plant…after our little talk

I can’t wait to greet him every morning for he adds a little beauty to my walk…

 

As I stop each day to greet him…I am totally aware

of all the beauty that would be lost If he wasn’t growing there…

 

I’ve had many teachers in my life…but nothing quite compares

with the lesson I learned about beauty

 

from that little plant beneath the stairs


CONTENTMENT

Nature is full of surprises…you never know what she will make:

on our favorite beach..a stone’s throw from the ocean…she’s created a lake.

 

And I wonder about the water in the lake…if it ever yearns or dreams or craves

to leave the safety of the lake…and join the ocean waves.

 

Ever wonders what it’s like to be so wild and free

never knowing where it will end up as it travels across the sea.

 

And I wonder about the ocean waves…what kind of dreams they make…

Do they ever wish upon their return to join the waters of the lake?

 

To have a spot to call their home…a quiet place out of harms way

surrounded by the trees and sand…visited by the same birds every day.

 

But I imagine these are my thoughts…easy for me to make

not the thoughts of the waves upon the ocean or the water in the lake…

 

I imagine they are happy and this kind of thinking in them never arises…

I imagine this is one of nature’s gift…another one of her surprises.

 

To all her creations: 

the ones that remain in one spot or the ones that travel far

she has given the gift of contentment…

for whatever and wherever they are…

 

And we would be wise to learn this lesson…

and all envy in us…dispel

for as nature is trying to shows us…

 

It is in contentment where happiness dwells.


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WHO I WANTED TO BE...

 

When I was young I had big plans…I knew eventually

what I wanted to do with my life…and who I wanted to be.

 

I wanted to be a baseball star…the envy of the nation…

until I realized to be one…takes good eye-hand coordination.

 

Then I wanted to be a football star…have my name emblazoned on my shirt…

until I realized I was much too small…and all that tackling hurt!

 

Next I wanted to be an astronaut…and soar up among the stars…

until I realized my tummy ached…just riding in the car.

 

Then I wanted to be President…in charge of all the masses…

until I realized somedays…I can’t even find my glasses.

 

Eventually a teacher, husband, father and grandfather

is what I came to be…

and I often wonder if I chose them…

or if they have chosen me.

 

Yes, when I was young I had big plans

but I didn’t know…eventually

who I am in my life

 

is who I’d want to be.


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