Under the Sun

Oh, what a fool I am

When I confuse the sum of my belongings

With the amount of my happiness

Fool!

Could you only have such a thing

As happiness

No man could ever have such wealth

Oh, what a fool I was

When I thought getting what I longed for

Would make me want no more

Fool!

Could you only long for no more

No man would ever want more

So I make a list of unownable things

That make me happy

I write:

You

The sea

The sun

The trees

The birds

The sky

The time I have left with you under the sun