On Being Happy

Having found a few posts today that I thought I would share, perhaps today is just a day that I am open to being impressed; but impressed I am, not just by this poem, but by a lot of Owen’s work. See what you think, and, maybe, you may wish to read more of his fine work.

No Talent For Certainty

find a place you are,

be there when you can,

share it, as you’re able.

find a way to span

all the times between,

when you miss the zest —

making your way back

to that place

of rest

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