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Every now and then there is a JUST moment As I read and I think, I feel disgruntled. So I read and gather and I feel great. For a moment. Then I think more. I must not be thinking hard enough. I want happiness. So I think and delude myself into happy. Now with diluted emotions I find myself alone again. Yeah I want happiness. I think that I will JUST WAIT, wait here. So I wait…. Waiting for happiness. My futile attempts move me to gather my strength, or what is left of it. I gather my books and packed them away. I picked myself up and I went out to see. To see people that are happy. To see people. I lived and I did. And I thought little. I made money and I did. Even if it was little. I had little friends and little time for much else. little time for consideration or flowers or sadness. So I lived and I JUST DID. Every now and again though, there came that moment. The moment where I knew. I knew exactly what I needed to know. Oh yes, there were those times. Those sweet glorious times were I lived and I did the right amount. Now those were the moments. I would take that moment, with a hardy breath and warm smile, vowing and under oath that this is the way things should be. And with that warm breath and the hardy smile I rose because I could proudly say; I JUST AM! Things were happening. I knew that things were happening. They would happen long after I was gone, and I expected nothing. I was in love with everything At this moment This moment of jubilee Of celebration Of all things being As they ought to be As they were This is the moment And I am just realizing LIFE JUST IS.

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