Rizwana A Mundewadi absolutearts.com

Rizwana A Mundewadi absolutearts.com

How is it we learn
the art of happiness?
Make peace with our discontent?
Call a cease fire with disappointment?
Befriend the sad homeless spirit
who’s taken residence
in our stony cabin?

If one learns to sail
she must love the sea
though water not be her element
She needs neither strong fin nor gill
by which to navigate the wave
merely a sturdy keel
and a stout mast

The gifts of age
lie in its limitation
Limited once by our imagination
we’re now limited to our imagination
the vast sea once sailed shrunken
the yacht we were
now but a skiff

The grace of age
lies in its simplicity
Take a day to plant a row of peas
an afternoon to make blackberry jam
all evening to contemplate sunset
at home with self
at ease with life


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to Happiness

  1. cheryl622014 says:

    I really like the last stanza, thank you.


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