! ! A Happy Person Poem by Bob Blackwell
! ! A Happy Person
Storm blown ripples
line my weathered brow,
face a map of life’s journey,
of striving, disappointments
happiness and joy.
The winds of sorrow,
and displeasure have
left their mark on
my furrowed brow, but
my sparkling crows feet,
eyes, are happy lines.
Although
the sad waters have left
their lines of memory,
there are no tears
for past events to fill up
dry lakes of discontent,
and my now happy smile,
helps smooth the waters of
my still much wrinkled face.
Flowers of hope have opened,
blossoms of bliss bloomed,
and seas of tranquillity and
peace now fill my soul and
my heart is filled with love.
All thoughts of past and future
displaced through practice,
meditation, quietness, being
still; these daily moments of
calm, bring a realisation that
to be happy I must only
live now, in present moment,
for as each moment dies,
for me, a new one is born.
30-07-2008
Inspired by a poem sent to me by that lovely poet Mamta Agarwal, thank you Mamtaji
lovely bob...tells a lot could read betweem words...a wonderful poem...i take it into my favs
A really beautiful poem Bob, outstanding use of metaphor, just brilliant. Best wishes, Andrew
Fine elegant poetry you have got over there but sometimes I think each moment fading away let it be joy or woe but woe remains the most profound one in our memory do you agree?
I find it more challenging to live WITH happiness....once you find it ofcourse...But who's going to give it to you? Its about something we play hide and seek with.... Oh, we do love games.....! ! Cheers. Subroto
in present moment, for as each moment dies, for me, a new one is born....i love these lines...kind of echoes in my poems too...i do hope they still do when my brows are as furrowed as yours.
Pregnant with profoundity from the sperm of simplicty.
There is some metaphoric complexity, here, there are no tears for past events to fill up dry lakes of discontent, and my now happy smile, helps smooth the waters of my still much wrinkled face. And some enchanting conclusion; Flowers of hope have opened, blossoms of bliss bloomed, and seas of tranquillity and peace now fill my soul and my heart is filled with love. All thoughts of past and future visit me again as I read this beautiful poem'
bring a realisation that to be happy I must only live now, in present moment, Rachel Ann Butler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/12/2024 1:54:56 AM # 1.0.0
Bob, I hope those blossoms of bliss keep blooming for a long time come my friend. An awesome poem. Top marks and thank for sharing it dear friend. David