A beautiful day
That at least exists in and of itself
Has no history and no needs
Can be quietly experienced
Without any sort of insecurity

I will go and sit by the pond then
Lean against my friend the Cypress tree
And allow myself to simply be here
And though that does give me peace
It's a bittersweet, half felt brush
With something totally beyond my reach

Leaving my shackles on the grass behind me
I simply want to share some small happiness
No ambition for me and no desire for possession
Just a yearning for some sort of reconciliation

I will continue as best I may
Regardless of my solitude or companionship
And yes, sometimes I am sad within
But I will not apologize for that
Or the deep-seated belief that all happiness comes with a price

If what I have been taught
And am trying to unlearn
Results in a further sadness
Then I accept the cost
Of being a naked human being