Tag: poem

  • On: Being Content

    I am contentAre you content too?Look!There’s a pair of us.  To spend our days bemoaning For what we do not haveTo wish for things impossibleIs tiresome and sad. To be held a vile and vengeful prisonerBy poisonous discontentTo share a cell with greed itselfIs not the soul’s intent. We two have freed our jealous heartsContentment marks our […]