Full of Life

Her spirit and heart came round
out of doors: She would be happy
entirely alone,
and every breath so
full of life.

There Was Something

There was something... wild,
beautiful, even brilliant.
They were going everywhere -
beaches and forests and mountain peaks,
with no money to
make them happy.

Infinite Calm

His form and hers, of perfect peace.
The infinite calm
seldom frenzied or despairing
a shadowless eternity boundless in love.
One might doubt
the presence of asserted tranquility.
Do you believe such people are happy?
I'd give a great deal to know.

Existence of Happiness

It is strange
how the existence of happiness
completes your heart
even when body is gone.
Men seldom cherish
the solace of declining years.