Spoonfuls of Happiness
Sour, bitter, salty, spicy, bland or way too hot.
Each easily countered in the blink of the eye.
Too often one looks past "what is" for "what is not".
Appetites unsatisfied with a feeling nigh.
My secret to happiness is truly being,
Staying in the center of the moment right now.
Not looking to the past in fear or in fleeing,
Nor controlling the future, or wondering how?
With no expectations, my life is wonder full,
Living simply, my earthly burden is lightened.
Lapping the feast of life's love by spoon and spoonful,
Each sumptuous sip adding savoury heightened.
10/16/17
Copyright © Michael Vacek | Year Posted 2017
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