Wednesday, March 27, 2013

A Poem

In Joe's Garden

I'll just keep doing what I'm doing,
In spite of the rain.
The doing is my life,
And the downpour,
My pain.
Real pleasure exists
In the small, constant things.
My contentment and joy
Are where truth loudly rings.
Leaving clouds,
Like my sorrows,
And the coming sun,
Is my now, love-warmed heart.

July 2011 Penicuik Scotland

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