*Background to this musing lies in an entry for Sunday Scribblings. It’s that time of the year when people make resolutions. I stopped making them long ago. But, these lovely poetic folks prompted me to take that thinking a step further, and think of a manifesto, not resolutions for the coming year. And, after much mulling over it, I realized that what I really want to do in 2011 is to live each day with Joy. So, here goes my Manifesto of Joy. Have a fantastic 2011 people. Cheers!
Joy is a fleeting feeling of being alive,
Or, when happiness means to let go, and, just revive.
Joy is the wisdom of an epiphanic moment
Or, when the past, present and future truly seem to connect.
Joy is as mundane as watching a butterfly,
Or, when gazing at the stars, and, heaving a peaceful sigh.
Joy is as simple as enjoying a home cooked meal,
Or, when satisfaction comes in well executing a complex business deal.
Joy is as heady as a sudden rush of thrill,
Or, when a drab day is saved by an impromptu dance drill.
Joy is in knowing that resolutions are meant to be broken,
Or, better still to let them evolve into manifestations of token.
Joy is the certainty that the next year is near,
Or, when a sudden whiff of the past comes back to whisper in my ear.
Joy is in knowing it’s ok to be fooled by randomness,
Or, when in that split second I can spy a method in the madness.