How does one live well?
How does one live well?
Or what makes a day well lived?
Is it to eat well, drink well, and be glad?
To pray in a silent room?
To build sandcastles beneath blue skies?
To create?
How does one live well if one were shut up in a cell with no food?
No materials, no books, no light
Just hunger, and thoughts, and pain,
philosophy, religion, contemplation,
emotion, meditation, and confusion?
What makes a day well lived?
Or is it better to consider a week?
Or a month, or a year, or a lifetime?
Is it better not to consider it at all,
but to live haphazardly, from one inclination to the next,
going by feel, gut, recollection,
remonstrance, rebuke, appetite?
On what can we ground our living?
On what motto, creed, or ideal?
Shall poetry lead us, or some ancient script,
a philosopher from Greece or Rome,
a symphony, a painting, an epitaph?
Shall we lose ourselves in language or in study,
in literature, physics, studying the cosmos?
Will we find our salvation in the order and reason of mathematics?
How does one live well?
Or what makes a day well lived?
Is it to eat well, drink well, and be glad?
To pray in a silent room?
To build sandcastles beneath blue skies?
To create?
2 Comments:
i love this. as to "what makes a day well lived?"...i think all of these things, and many others.
if i were isolated, in pain, etc., (and i'm not, so this is purely speculation), i would try to focus on feeling the love, energy, comfort and joy that could only be accesible to my by way of my creator. i think i could do it successfully in daily, event moment to moment acknowledgement (by way of where i'd try to keep my focus) of God, who i believe, lives within me (and you).
great post, thank you. can't wait to come back and read more. :)
Good thoughts!
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