I bought this little thing yesterday, it inspired me to write a poem. Look at the text under its feet 🙂
Happiness grows on trees
and I wonder why I never thought of it,
I guess living in the land of conditioning
I followed the illusion of “if”.
If only I were
I did or I didn’t…
it’s such a peculiar way of deception…
the mind can be very tricky,
playing hide and seek
it cracks the value of what is.
And what if happiness did grow on trees?
What if all ifs were just a lie?
Would there be something holding us back from being happy?
Would the pursuit of it have any sense?
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