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Pastimes : Metaphysics and Spiritual Practices -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Harmattan who wrote (293)	12/19/1997 1:22:00 AM
From: Jane Hafker	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 650

Here is a poem for the poets: HAPPINESS Happiness is like a crystal, Once fair, exquisite, clear, Broken in a million ppieces, Shattered, scattered far and near. Now and then along life's pathway, Lo! some shing fragments fall; But there are so many pieces No one ever finds them all. You may find a bit of beauty, Or an honest share of wealth While another just beside you Gathers honor, love or health. Vain to choose or grasp unduly, Broken is the perfect ball; And there are so many pieces, No one ever finds them all.... Yet the wise as on they journey Treasure every fragment clear, Fit them as they may together, Imagining the shattered sphere.. Learning ever to be thankful, though their share of it is small; BECAUSE IT HAS SO MANY PIECES..... NO ONE EVER FINDS THEM ALL! P. Leonard Or, to quote one of my favorite songs that seems to fit, in some bizarre way, and I have no idea what made this pop into my head You can't... always get... what you want..... But you just might find out,... you get what you need. Good night. Sweet, sweet dreams all.