Today’s Joys

I think that in this world
it is best to find a little
happiness.

Leaves and trees fall and wither
with the rain and snow.

Those flashes of bright spring,
the pretty smile and sunlit eyes,
they fade with time.

What lingers is strife,
the inertia that demands
greater and greater energy from us.

We are like flowers,
vibrant with starry power—
until it’s all used up,
and what is left is disorder.

So, we should use this moment
and the miraculous organ of the mind
to make sense of our time,
and find reasons to love,
and reasons to smile.

At the end of the day,
night arrives
and our joys become
cricket hymns.