So Much Happiness

It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
a wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up,
something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change.
But happiness floats.
It doesn’t need you to hold it down.
It doesn’t need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
and disappears when it wants to.
You are happy either way.
Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.
Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches,
and love even the floor which needs to be swept,
the soiled linens and scratched records…
Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.
~~ Naomi Shihab Nye ~~

8 thoughts on “So Much Happiness

  1. Jim says:

    We need each other. Not only to bear the pain, but to bear God’s love.
    I sought my soul and could not see,
    I sought my God and God eluded me,
    I sought my brother and found all three!

  2. Wonderful! And so true.

  3. Sandy Sue says:

    This poem gives me so much to think about. We don’t take credit for happiness, but we always do for pain and sadness. I have to ponder the idea that happiness has a life of its own–it’s a new one for me.

  4. Your wonderful post came at a time when I needed a little reminder about the wonderful essence of happiness. What a lovely and rich poem. Thank you for sharing, Carol.

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