Happy flowers, happy sparws under green leaves, happy flowers see you, like an arw, looking for yo cradle in my chest, betiful Robin, under the green leaves, happy flowers hear you sobbing, sobbing, betiful, betiful, Robin, William Black's "close to my arms",.
Happiness makes us happy. Happy days make us art. John mayeld, when I first read this sentence fm Btish poet laeate, I was spsed to find out what maield meant without thinking about it.
I always thought the opposite was true, but his calm self-confidence made me unforgettable. I finally understood what he meant and realized that it was a pfound observation. The wisdom that makes happiness possible lies in clear perception, not obsced by anxiety, nor dimmed by despair and boredom, without the blind spot csed by fear.
Positive happiness is not just contentment or satiaction. It often comes as suddenly as Apl showers or flower buds bloom. Then you will find out what kind of wisdom goes with it, the grass is greener, the birds' songs are sweeter, the shortcomings of yo fends are easier to understand and easier to forgive.
Happiness is like a pair of glasses to correct yo spitual vision, and it is not limited to the things nd you that are not happy To yo emotional sadness, yo vision is cut off by a wall, and the wall of happiness collapses. The long vision is to see the world nd the land under yo feet. The emotional presse of yo thoughts is now adapted to a larger scene.
Everything has a fair pportion. This is the beginning of wisdom.
Deliver me quickly, O God. Please me quickly. Put to shame, O Lord, those who seek my soul.
Let them tn back, and let those who desire my ht tn back and be humiliated. But those who are poor and say, be glad becse of you, O God, who love you, be glad. Come to me quickly, O God.
Save me, O Lord, and do not delay.