To be happy, we should not put pressure on ourself--
life should have light-hearted moments and lots of simple joys but, in a competitive and materialistic word, we strive, even beyond limits, and end up stressed, unhappy and discontented. Life is about choice and many find themselves lost for lack of insight.  Happiness does not drop on our lap  from a magical tree--it has to be cultivated and is a life-long process.  We need patience, humility, a sense of values and belonging, love, compassion, tolerance and empathy for without such we would be selfish, alienated and would not be able to reach out to others--we need to relate to the world, contribute and make it a better place.  We will never be perfect and are not expected to be such but we can always be better than we think. In these troubled days, many would yearn for a return to those past happy years which they have taken for granted.  We have been shaken from our inertia and now realise that life is such a precious gift never to be overlooked.  I wish you and your family well and safe. Thanks for reading mine.

Think not of 'heaven'
    be grateful with what you are given.

Indulge me  not with honey
such sweetness I can't bear
I would be truthfully happy
with a sprinkling of salt for us to share-

promises I would not demand
the silence of love I do prefer
beyond words our hearts should understand
let faith and constancy keep us ever together.

Simplify
      simplify
      simplify
      let the ego die.

What a weird world,
of purple hues,
and soft blues
that waver over
the rippling water
as I ponder
this world askew.

See the silver swirls
of salty friends
who fall in and swim
then leap out again.

Watch the madman
paint a trashcan,
making the canvass melt
with the insanity he felt
as all his pigments bleed
but never die;

Being more immortal than I
these thoughts fly,
then descend in
the brains of younger men,
till the poetry
comes flowing free,

and they bring the artistry
of madness
to another generation.