Thoughts on Life and Culture
True happiness is true and deep, though often elusive and rare.
Good things can cause unrest, and stress befriends despair.
When life becomes too busy, exhaustion can prevail,
A paucity of peace and rest, will contentment assail.
In my case it happened slowly, for busyness is its own distraction,
from the need to stop and wonder, at beauty’s serene satisfaction.
And this is now my journey, to slow down and to renew,
to love and be and wonder, and find the happiness I once knew.
Adrenaline is a friend in times of stress.
Too much adrenaline exhausts with duress.
Anxiety is a friend that warns when life goes awry.
Persistent anxiety is a weary body’s desperate, persistent cry.
Rest is a necessity I am learning to embrace,
Life is neither a sprint nor a never-ending race.
Life is not always simple, and things are not always what they seem,
And true love is limited not by any pain or extreme.
There is a quietness to life that I seldom hear,
Distraught as I am with distraction and fear.
There are rare and precious moments when the world is both forgotten and embraced,
when my heart then finds contentment, peace, and grace.
But why are most moment a means rather than an end?
Perhaps I strive for a love upon which I need only depend.
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