HAPPY CAMPER
Cultivation of thought with in the heart
That has been seeding in the soul
Journey of the bare mind state
Agitated, while the lifeline is Un whole.
Designing the stream of desires goal.
As time fly's for what is untold
Digging deepest heart of the intellect's gold.
Unwrapping mystery what has been fold.
Following the cycle, revival of the wounded existence.
Up in the hill taking your consciousness talking of its presence.
Persistence of scintillating essence.
Foundation of your livelihood under pressure and pain
Foolishness of awareness for the manhood
Maness and madness laconic repressor of the chain
Disdain oneness, openness of choice
Brain damaged, flawless lack to entertain
Humiliation abashed the self-concept
Simulation of nature without any intent.
Here and there Notion of right or wrong.
Congenial sound of the soul's freedom song.
Beating in muscle like twitch vibration.
Happy camper for the melody of revelation.
[9/17/2022 7:48 PM]
How to be a Happy Camper, dears,
Wake up smiling--we woke up, cheers!
Positive approach to daily life here,
Whatever happens, don't stress or fear,
Looking forward to a peaceful day,
No dumb arguments for a blessed way,
Say, "Never mind, blip happens, dears,
Smile and walk away, no tears,
It ain't Armageddon yet, dears,
At least we woke up here,
How to be a Happy Camper, cheers!
Life's taken on a whole new meaning
At this late stage on my trek
If I never ever see another tomorrow
It's complete as it'll ever get
Much happier now than I've ever been
There's joy in my heart everyday
The world could end but my life's complete
There isn't much more I can say
A most fortunate soul if there ever was one
Don't know if I deserve this much joy
Not going to fight it, going with the flow
Happy as a kid with a new toy
This may sound a trifle over the top
I'll admit I'm blabbering on
But happiness has taken over my soul
Each day from the break of dawn
A happy camper am I
© Jack Ellison 2013
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In the wind I stand
at the edge
where the sea touches
soft the shore.
There I gaze up
at the skyline
where the sea
expands even more.
Witnessing this
majestic scene,
though small, I feel big,
standing tall.
But to Sea and Sky,
what am I?
Just a happy camper,
that's all!
.
In the wind I stand at the edge
where the sea touches soft
the shore,
where I gaze up at the skyline
where the sea expands
even more.
I feel big and proud being part
of the majesty
of it all.
But to the sea and sky, what am I?
Just a happy camper,
that's all!
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