Wednesday, April 11, 2007

National Poetry Month

It's about 30 degrees here today, with bits of snow dancing in the air. I couldn't resist the "half-off" bin of Easter treats at the grocery store this afternoon, and bought a hollow chocolate bunny, ate just the ears, and gave the rest to my neighbor. Pleasantly satisfied, with just the ears...............

TerriLynn,Julia and Zazzy have all mentioned that April is National Poetry Month.

In honor of living fully in the present moment, and the promise of good things yet to come, here is my all-time favorite poem.

So Much Happiness
........by Naomi Shihab Nye

It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
A wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up,
Something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change.

But happiness floats.
It doesn't need you to hold it down.
It doesn't need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
And disappears when it want to.
You are happy either way.

Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful treehouse
And now live over a quarry of noise and dust
Cannot make you unhappy.

Everything has a life of its own.
It too could wake up filled with possiblities
Of coffeecake and ripe peaches,
And love even the floor which needs to be swept,
And soiled linens and scratched records.

Since there is no place large enough
To contain so much happiness,
You shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
Into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
For the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
And in that way, be known.

6 comments:

Zazzy said...

Oh, I like that. Happiness feels very ephemeral to me and I don't always know what to *do* with it.

And I'm in awe of you. I ate the whole damn bunny the other night.

BetterCell said...

Look Here...Look There
Not a Cure, I Fear
For T1DM
Is Not Like The Rest of Them!!

MileMasterSarah said...

what a wonderful poem.

and it is right, there is so much happiness, what to do with it all?

Chrissie in Belgium said...

Hi Kathy- I am back from Croatia! Wow, I liked that poem. I have always thought that I just didn't understand poetry! Maybe there is hope for me. It IS nice to be home and now be able to relish the experiences and memories without the problems. Do you know what I mean?

Johnboy said...

That is beautiful, Kathy.

>^..^ said...

hi, read ur comment. my kitten is siamese. the photo is quite blurry so i guess it ruins her features.