What if you put down your worries for a while
there's a blank canvas so lonely in the corner
let's join our hands together in sign language
to explain the beauty we see in it
and ride the wave of its rising smile
We can fill it with a few tall things
that refuse to conform to borders
and stretch all of our blue
into calm skies and still waters
You spoke with your head down
of all the lovely things you had once
your words drew them so well...
Lift your head now
and see the wonderful present
that past can slip through your fingers and spell
There now,
do you see?
What should be
is really what could be
and somewhere it already is
waiting in a place made for you
So when you feel
your impatience boiling
remember
that you are not waiting for happiness
happiness is waiting for you--
just hoping you'll be flying in
any minute now
I really enjoyed this. What a lovely, optimistic poem. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Paul! I do my best to stay near the bright side, and always hope a reader walks away with some optimism, as well.
DeleteHappiness is waiting for you...
ReplyDeleteI am just rolling around I that thought.