Happiness Lies At The Surface Of Things - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

when we are happy
we only look at the surface
of everything: like bird in the sky
carabao on grass, house on stilts,
a river flowing, sun rising,
mountains overshadowing us,
as we realize how small we are
perhaps, even insignificant
unless we hold on to hope and faith.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 4, 2015

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