There is no brochure-vacation paradise <br />More perfect than this silent place <br />When I meditate in the afternoon <br />Gazing out windows onto the sunlit avenue. <br /> <br />Why do I complain like a disappointed child <br />With a broken Christmas gift? <br />My heart knows happy songs <br />Even during long stretches of being alone. <br /> <br />I belong in heaven’s fields <br />Praying for the people I adore <br />And cherishing every smiling face I see. <br /> <br />I’m lovely and euphoric with mad desire to celebrate <br />Every gorgeous hour of my breath <br />Allowing me to partake in the enchanted joy <br />Of beautiful humanity. <br /> <br />I’ve been sad before <br />And wept in lonely rooms, <br />But I’ll be remembered in café conversations <br />And in the wineglass laughter <br />Where music was playing <br />And sweet friends were dancing.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovely-and-euphoric/
