Looking for the Address of Eternity
Forever is a very long time
Perhaps you should start with the love you have right now.
Perfection is a very harsh mistress
Perhaps you should start with the smallest steps
you need to become complete.
In the scrapbook of memory, there's a missing page
And on it is all the times you put aside the simple things
and made them harder.
It isn't easy to admit that the things which break our heart
Are some of the things we hold too tightly each day.
Joy is a very tender flowering
And you must not suffocate it, but let it breathe.
Don't pull it up by its roots. Don't imprison it with your needs.
When the honeybee dances in the center of the flower
And is covered with the ecstasy of pollen,
It captures what it needs to create honey
Yet knows better than to place the meadow under lock and key.
So your life begins with the most simple feasts of happiness,
Right here, right now in this uncomplicated home.
Dwell in this life, yet try not to possess it,
For the address of eternity is located right in your abode.
(Copyright 2000 by Shaun Darius Gottlieb - No reproduction without express permission from the author)
Letter to the Author at CelloMorpheus@aol.com