I must have thought so.

I had a lot of things.
I had a lot
of things
and I was happy.

Today, I have less.

Less people
they die
they separate
they hide away, as I have done.
Less money
but in truth, always enough
it was always so.
Less things
less things that I treasure.
I’m giving things no longer treasured
to those needy for treasures.

I have less.

But I AM more.

And I am happy.
I am blissful.

“It is not having that creates happiness.
It is BEING.”
“What is being?” he asked.
“Ah!” she said.
“That is the question.”

That is the only question.
And then she turned and gazed out her window
upon the sky
breathing deeply
and contemplating
the
clouds
as Hawk circled overhead.

A Small Stone written for Mindful Writing Day 2012
with Fiona Robyn. Over 1000 people are participating.
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