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I’m Happy Now Just Sitting in My Plastic Chair



I’m happy now just sitting in my plastic chair.

I don’t now at all pine to go anywhere.

But there was a time, till some years ago

When I was almost always on the go.

I just loved to travel, seeing new places,

New, far-flung lands and new faces.

Many of my travels were paid-for, free,

In this way, much of the world I got to see.

Oh the many places that I’ve so far seen,

To distant continents even where I’ve been!

My life was then a paid-holiday, you could say,

Every now and then, I was up and away,

Constant travelling, rarely long at one spot,

Travel was my obsession; I enjoyed it a lot.

Always on the move, busy going here and there,

For me to be long at one place was really rare.

 

In this way, I got to see really many a place

(It was all because of the Good Lord’s grace:

I didn’t recognize it then that it was indeed this

As I rushed about touring this world of His.

My vast travels I thought an achievement my own,

Ignorant that it was all because of His grace alone,

For, after all, it was around His world that I went,

And one can go nowhere without His consent).

 

The only travel I then knew was in the world outside.

I’d never heard of the greater journey that’s inside,

Within our own self, where there’s so much to see,

The grand journey of what’s called ‘self-discovery’.

Now things are different and I don’t travel much.

It isn’t that I’m now averse to it as such,

But my life’s now assumed a different pace,

And I’m happy being in just one quiet place,

And instead of travelling outside as before,

Journeying within, my own self to explore,

Overcoming thus my earlier travel fixation,

Making my own self my next destination,

The mysteries of my own self to unravel,

This being now my new way of travel.

 

No longer do I hanker anywhere else to go,

Happy sitting in my plastic chair, truly so.

Reading, writing, listening to the Inner Voice:

In such things now do I greatly rejoice.

It’s fine with me if I don’t get to travel anymore,

And if the only place I’ll go to is The Other Shore.

I have no desire left anywhere to roam,

Ready now to return to the Eternal Home.

 

 

 

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אורח
30 בנוב׳ 2024
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After experiencing outer world, sitting on easy chair or plastic chair takes oneself in to the calmness and blissfulnes of inner world

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אורח
26 בנוב׳ 2024
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Very cute poem. So nicely rhymed and very positive thoughts indeed. Like in Enid Blyton, the kids sit on a wishing chair and fly off to see many adventures! Land of chocolates, Land of Pixies and Brownies!!!🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️😺😺😺🐿️🐿️🐿️🐈🐈🐈🐈🐈🏫🏫🐘🐶🧚🧚🧚🧚

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