I was looking at the breeze
sliding through the palms
looking
at my happy wife
and happy life
thinking
how much work it has taken
to chisel out this life
into a jewel.
“My life” –
the words floated before my eyes
as I floated on Gulf waters.
How rewarding it would be
If we were all to work at the life
and the craft that we savor
so that we may carve out a jewel called
“my life.”
How decent it would be to protect that life
and wife at any cost,
for they are jewels not to be displayed
to those who have not done
their work of carving out and polishing
what I am calling
“my life.”
They have gone wrong
and bitter
with false expectations and fantasies
lacking the courage
that it takes
to carve a jewel called
“my life.”
~ Kambiz Naficy
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