I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, June 30, 2016
Smile
“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but
sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh
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I look at my daughter
smiling at me from the screen
just a vacation picture
but joy oozes
and the smile
it lights up the room
and I am envious
for I am not sure I remember how to smile
oh I do
from time to time
but that smile that makes your face ache?
that comes from somewhere deep within?
Ah, that is an elusive thing
other people seem to find a their smile
they take a selfie, and sparkle
I take a selfie and look like I just had a colonoscopy
I have always been a bit of a serious soul
I think I was old by the time I was 10
but seriously
it would be so nice to smile
really smile
to feel the joy
as it flies (thanks Blake)
but how do I bring a smile to the surface?
how do I move from looking, and feeling
so pained?
perhaps
the smile is the thing
perhaps the smile draws joy to the surface
perhaps a smile draws joy from afar
I suppose it cannot hurt to smile
so I will try
just don’t chastise me
if I walk around looking
constipated
just smile back
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