It is a delight to have goals
unfulfilled, I strive for them
with all my might; as long as
there is desire, life force flows
through us and all around –
Be happy in unfulfillment,
celebrate the desire of human
kind. It gives wings to the mind,
provides goals that cause
energy to ebb and flow,
low and high, set a clear
tone that gives vibrational
access to only-good-feeling-
things – the only success I know
is the joy I feel in that flow, if that
is my criterion, my joy is complete.
You are so sweet,
the sun dishes out dollops of golden
buttery bits that I wish to lick off the
buildings and eat, the dreams we can
dream and the visions we have seen
are too beautiful to frame in words;
life is a treat, nothing can beat
the feeling of sweet love – while
in my mind where I'm listening
a melody is playing there...
Anita's feel-good impressions are sustained and she wishes them attached as a thank you. Me too. Rgds, Ivan
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Delight to have goals unfilled... interesting. Sometimes it is not the goal, but the journey that is the real prize. Zen