There is a pond behind my building
and I watch the rearing
of a third generation of water fowl and
I like it very much.

I wake up each day and
the lawn is manicured and the sky is blue
and
I like that too.

I have a full closet of fabrics
and plenty of shoes.
I take each pair out walking and
I like them.

I put new strings on my guitar
and they vibrate and sing
and the mood is mellow
and I like it.

I eat food that I cook
and I'm not half bad.
I make dinner for my family
they eat it and say,
"We like it."

There are fresh tomatoes in the sun.
The farmer's daughters gather plump, red strawberries.
The men in the fields cut asparagus stalks
sold four dollars for the bunch.

These days are dull,
nothing is consumed by fire.
In this impermanent tranquility
I am
satisfied.