Exploring Happiness #31- Calla Lily - Poem by June Stepansky
In one far corner of a corner
exuding messages you stand.
Prim, waxen white,
long green throat
singing in the wind.
You sing, but not for me.
You in your own
sweet destiny are wrapped.
So it should be.
Let each sweet growing thing
be so enamored with itself
that all infinity
shall bloom with selfishness.
Whether it is Calla Lilies or human beings, each living thing is a special and unique entity. It is in discovering and developing that uniqueness that we can realize our potential.
This is, however, not an easy process. We must make the effort to learn more about ourselves: to evaluate our temperament, our skills and our enthusiasms before we are ready to make the necessary decisions that can bring us to the discovery and fulfillment of our own particular destiny.
Understanding ourselves is an adventure that is ultimately exciting and joyful.
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A happy life is one which is in
accordance with its own nature.
A wonderful realization
will be the day you realize
that you are unique in all the world.
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