Thursday, July 3, 2014

Wings and Cherry Blossoms

As a follow up to the previous post on happiness, I ran across this poem the very next day.  It echoes some of the same themes, which I found interesting.  

 Halleluiah ~ 
by Mary Olivar

Everyone should be born into this world happy
   and loving everything.
But in truth it rarely works that way.
For myself, I have spent my life clamoring toward it.
Halleluiah, anyway I'm not where I started!

And have you too been trudging like that, sometimes
   almost forgetting how wondrous the world is
      and how miraculously kind some people can be?

And have you too decided that probably nothing important is ever   easy?
Not, say, for the first sixty years.

Halleluiah, I'm sixty now, and even a little more,
   and some days I feel I have wings.

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Thank goodness we are not where we started!  Hope you have had a few days lately where you could "feel your wings."  Until next time ~ Marsha


  1. Amen!! Who KNEW that the happiest years of my life would be in my mid fifties and beyond?? God is GOOD!!!

  2. I feel that their is less stress as you get older and wiser.

  3. I just turned 60, so this poem was especially meaningful.

    Yup, in a year that feels like a cocoon, I'm still praying for those wings!


  4. I find that each day has some happiness and then…not. But the nots seem to be useful and great teachers in this school of life. I'm happy and grateful to be still learning lessons and enjoying the happiness when it comes.

  5. My mother was the Queen of Pessimism, never happy, and because I grew up such a rebel, determined never to be like her, I learned that if I wanted to be happy, it was up to me. My mother was never happy with me nor anything I ever did or achieved. I became well educated and had a good life with my wonderful husband and three children. Many times happiness seemed to elude me when circumstances weighed heavily upon me but like sunshine, it would always return. I only wish I could have somehow communicated to my mother past her pessimism - God knows how hard I tried - but she and anyone else who struggles with happiness will find it eludes them. When we stop looking at "things" or "others" to bring us happiness, we will find it within and with the many blessings God gives us that we daily take for granted. Many blessings, Marsha!