This is my way of living---

I know what I can do and recognise there are always many more things I can't do.

So, I let go that which is beyond my capability and reach.

Thus, my life has been enriched.

What I'm saying here is the truth

A constant self-exhortation
that he must seek success
is symptomatic
that he hasn't arrived
and is in a stage of restlessness

There's a realm -way beyond
    the highest thought
    its name is Poetry-land
    where the most beautiful is wrought-

   time it will overcome
   its own glory it never forgot
   when the world has come
   to an end-- a Renaissance
   it will create and bring forward

You asked me
what I bought into
my simple reply-
myself---only

The mind might be
    in quest
   it's the heart
   that knows rest

   being intellectual
   is a stumbling-block:
    life should be
  lived gently and happily
  ruminating and questioning
  is stifling and ineffectual  

  my heart I trust
  I'll put thinking last

I'll not jump
over the fence
I ain't that desperate-
there I might find
a ready-to-attack dog
or a deadly snake!

Leisurely around I'll walk
though it will take more time--
in no rush --there's much sunshine still
evening will have to wait hours to come-

there's no compelling reason
over the fence to jump
I'm content and serene
not out to seek any grand outcome

Apologies are sometimes necessary
but not repeated regularly