It is always the same
you think
as you yawn and wake up.
There are lots of things on your mind
things half done
things not yet begun.
The day is never the same
though it does look so
night always gives way to morn.
Life looms at us with all expectancies
death is never slow to see.
And so you wake up
sit back and be thankful
there are so many things you have
that others don’t
so many things you have
that others don’t.
What makes you fretful?
Let the wind carry your cares away
drown it in the waves.
Lift your eyes
to the splendor of creation.
Behold ! the waves .
Let them lash over you
joy abound
that your smiles
may stay on
long after they have left.
” O happy day ! ” , abounds with irrepressible optimism .
thank you so much:)