A Happy Man Indeed Poem by shakti shetty

There lived a man with one eye
but happy like sun and birds
he lived alone all his life,
having very little to shed
and no one else to tell
nor more a little to stale
he walked on the green pastures
and on meadows and sand
there wasn't a thing he haven't seen
or haven't felt with his hand
once a child came close to
and asked him a churlish query
how come you enjoy being so
with no mercy but all merry
how come you never complain
or blame and feel envy
how do you see the world so alive
with your one eye dead as bone
he said he was lucky
to have his one eye shorn
he felt that he could have been sad
had he been with two
his bias was not visible
nor his anger's folly
he remained calm all his life
never battled nor married
his one sole eye helped him
and his restless heart
to see the things in unity
and ignored the partisan lot
how foolish we seem with our guilt
for having not the have needs
besides the bliss we are tailed
and the loser's shield.