The Precipice

I promise my blog won’t be all poetry now, but have to take advantage of National Poetry Month!

El Yunque National Forest, Puerto Rico, March 2025

On the precipice,

Looking over the cliff.

Is it greener down there?

Always probing new prospects,

Not content.

Why are we always searching?

Unearthing new pastures,

Reaching felicity.

Where do we go from here?

Today is worthwhile,

Master planting your feet.

How do you remodel your brain?

Step back from the borderline,

Widen the frame.

What do you witness?

The wonder around you,

Evermore inducing calm.

Find the happiness at your foundation.

~Janice