You've got to love,
What you do,
Follow the path,
That opens life for you,
Go gather the daisies,
Maybe some roses too,
You're only happy,
Loving what you do,
Then excellence settles,
Impregnating thru and thru,
With love, everything you do.
Yeah, is doing what you love the same as loving what you do? both are choices, no? a lovely write!
It is a mantra that I expound to all. Be Happy! Being miserable is often a choice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Excellence - that's the word the ancient Greeks used to describe what human beings pursue - their word was ARETE. The happiness you speak of seems to come quite naturally to a mind focused on excellence, and finding roses among the daisies is your metaphor for this reward. It puts a whole new moral stamp on the famous lyric GATHER YE ROSE BUDS WHILE YE MAY. Now it's a life-long quest, and not for fleeting pleasures but for lasting JOY!