Lovely And Euphoric

There is no brochure-vacation paradise More perfect than this silent place When I meditate in the afternoon Gazing out windows onto the sunlit avenue. Why do I complain like a disappointed child With a broken Christmas gift? My heart knows happy songs Even during long stretches of being alone. I belong in heaven’s fields Praying for the people I adore And cherishing every smiling face I see. I’m lovely and euphoric with mad desire to celebrate Every gorgeous hour of my breath Allowing me to partake in the enchanted joy Of beautiful humanity. I’ve been sad before And wept in lonely rooms, But I’ll be remembered in café conversations And in the wineglass laughter Where music was playing And sweet friends were dancing.