Of Joy

I read an article in the New Scientist about the search for how we conceive our self. I always know that I am charly... I think, the article said this is because I am the sum of my actions and memories. So this poem, since I would like more smiles!

Of Joy

 

Joy is

The streaming of

Pleasure... in my life.

 

Overtime

The steaming of joy

Becomes... my being!

 

* * *

 

Smile, cry, love, breath, and grow

Work, study, understand, and grow

So it is... now and forever...

 

Reviews

[Tomás Ó C..]

A smile gives so much and costs so little...