On yesterday's post Summer Farewell I commented how
'someday when time is freer' and
it sparked a train of thought...
On Sunday some of us lamented how work gets in the way
of soaking up an afternoon in a sauna of sunshine
(such as we were blissfully doing at that moment)
For me it was one of only a few times all summer-long😏
I was always going to but it seems the moment
my keister hit the chair
Duty rang
or called
or pleaded from the garden😘
Today's happiness includes hopes of tomato-preserving,
listening to little child's chatter and logic
and fall decorating!
Happy First day of Fall!
Some day when time is freer and not in such high demand
I’d like to think that I’ll recall what stirred my longing sigh
But I have a strange sense the best of life is close at hand
And not in some distant, idyllic, carefree by and by
The best of life is Here and Now; for better or for worse
The morrow waits with its buffet of brute reality
Where all the wishing in the world is happiness’s curse
Because we miss the moment we are in and its beauty
Someday when time is freer will the thrill be quite as sweet
As it is now, when we make time to take the time today
Where we are all trapeze artists; our tight-rope is a street
Filled with keen amateurs learning to balance work and play
I want to make the most of thund’ring wonders close at hand
Lest in some quiet aftermath silence cuts like a knife
Because I cannot find The Thing that made freedom seem grand
Because it is love’s busyness that makes a happy life
© Janet Martin
Let me know how fleeting my life is.
