Joy in your life Does not follow wealth Or fame Or even ambition
Joy in your life Follows purpose and meaning Friends and family Incremental progress
When you feel disconnected From Joy in your life Reach out to another And connect again
Connect with laughter Connect with play Connect with gratitude Connect with focus Connect with service Connect with forgiveness
These will light the fire For joy in your life And joy will remain Your constant companion
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my Mom has a website, and I help her keep it up and create and link new content. I was working on her "Joy" page and pondering about what creates joy in our life.
Check it out and see if you agree. This poem is actually prose, since it's one of the very few that doesn't rhyme at all.
For me, the things that bring joy into my life are so simple, and you can choose to act today to bring more joy into your life. Amazingly, these choices and actions will also bring joy to others. So share this poem freely and let's impact the world for good!
Let me disappear In a chapter of a book, In a movie scene, In the background of paintings. Let me fall in love Without the flowers or dates, Without the seaside, Without the spur of madness. Let me serve in truth In the quiet of real death, Without attention, With the taste of fresh water. Let me be human Without the splendor of stars, Without the need to cheat death.
hello, how can i help you? ... sure i can do that, do you have an account with us? ... i'm not sure Sir, did she leave a hint? ... well, i would but i'm not your wife. ... it means i have no way of knowing what her favorite book is, can we try another form of info? ... that's not listed here either Sir, aren't you a grown adult or do you get a kick out of lewd prank calls? ... you won't have to, i don't need this stress.
-- the ones that teach you, who lift you up over their heads in good faith, these are their stories.
Notes I found Surrounded in sound On a chair on the ground. Created for purpose Doubled its service When I went to observe it. Not only truth did it speak, But heart and pain seeped, Then later an aroma creeped. Holding close what tickled my nose I moaned and tried to close What came from the notes...
I really hope you one day see this, But one day when heartstrings play in ordinance.
I sought visions; I sought unific feelings; I sought insights. I got visions that churn imagination, history, and Gods. I got unific feelings that made my whole body pulse together with the world and universe. I got insights into origins, essentials, and outer limits. All this through silence, and I ached.
Then I stared at the light, and remembered the darkness. None of these seemed important any more. The only thing that mattered was deed, good deeds.
Call it detachment from senses as the Buddha would say. Call it an impulse to help others.
But all I can really say, is that I stared at the light, and it was so commonplace now, it was even as dust. And all this inner travel and work meant nothing anymore. How can I serve?
Today mama am signing off In this suite and am ever gorgeous Am emotional that I made you proud and ever pompous You raised me with value and to never show off But rather to strive and always grow up I wish father was here to gaze at his face ever joyous I am through but yet I forever move forth I love you mama though I've never spoke thus
Just graduated from the university officially and making my mama proud Now I have yo move on to the next stage
I had to leave you behind Hoping you understand my plight I had to move on knowing am just but leaving your sight This page is the end of the old chapter of my life Now am leaving the city that I love But it wasn't about the city or you Rather doing what am expected to do So I urge you to seek salvation in a way that's true I will always cherish this memory of two I will miss everyone and I hope the same too
I have gotten to the end of my service year and I will miss everyone, but I have to move on. I hope they miss me