| Crooked Smiles 22 |
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To smile is good, or so I�m told I just can�t, I know I seem so cold It�s not a shame, though I feel self pity But that just leads to feeling angry and shitty I feel no pain, at least not physically But 37 years is a long time really To feel like you�re not quite whole Not quite up for this lifelong role I should grow up and get over it There are people out there with much worse shit They survive their traumas day to day And they cope in a much more positive way They don�t whinge and moan and mope They always cling on to that one faint hope That one day they�ll wake and it will all be great Here now again I start myself to hate The negative beast that is forever within I wish I could just land my fist on its chin And knock it just the #### right out Then smile and let the sun shine out Griffus |
| WABI SABI It�s known as Wabi Sabi A camp in the wilderness That sits next to a pristine pond. With no electricity No phones to jangle the peace It�s a place of quiet and solitude. A world so peaceful A mind unclutters and unwinds A place far from the hectic world In which we live. The clear blue water invites a paddle Along the shores Amongst the ducks and loons. The sky is blue with puffy white clouds. The paddle softly ripples the water. Forgotten is the face so askew. Forgotten is the need for perfection. For this is truly Wabi Sabi. A smile emerges from the distant past. A half crooked smile that no one can see. But from the heart it is a full broad smile For all of nature to see. This is freedom! For this is Wabi Sabi. Teach |