Happiest Moments In My Life

I look back my early days Likely to recount the moments of joy. I thought the seconds when I opened my eyes first. I asked myself if it was the happiest moments. Might be a pleasure sought of Nature, Might be the moments when my mother fed me her first milk; Yet something could be better than the mother’s love. I grew up to babble new utterances, And found pleasure in my new inventions; Yet those moments had no blossoms. The day I crawled flashed across my inward eye, And I believed it could beget me joy; But my belief had not substance to ride on joy. I sought delight on the day I carried my satchel to school first – Yes, it was a wonder to me to enter the new world; But turned out to be a mirage. I sat with my heart before the Lord Whose love on the Cross melted my emotions, And I rose above my feelings with prayer. I forgot my Self and peace surrounded me. My heart uttered praises lifted towards the Cross. I drowned in prayer and was clothed with the robe of joy. Not my first vision, not my mother’s first milk, Not my first babblings, not my satched to school; But the simple presence with Christ raised me to joy of eternity.