Happy
Happy.
Its the first word of the
Psalter’s first day’s morning prayer.
So whatever the further turnings in a month
The reset word is always
Happy.
Its hard to say the word and not
Straighten your spine
Like those trees that keep on
Treeing, refusing to wither
In season and out.
Things grow thorny after that
First word for we have to deal with the righteous
And the wicked, then there’s David with
His whiny praisy back and forth.
But that’s us, we are the psalms, starting out and always hoping back toward
Happy.
Lovely — and a wonderful encouragement for a difficult morning!
“Whiny praisy back and forth”
I’ve never heard a better summary of the psalms — or of life.
I was thinking the same thing.
God bless our college kids,I relayed this to mine
I like the “treeing.”
Breathtaking…I want to repost. John, is this a “typo:” “…Like those trees that keeps on
Treeing…” Should it be “like those trees that keep…” (singular “keep”) I love love love your heart and your work in prose. Thank you
Yes, Melanye. Thank you for catching that!
Well played, mon ami, well played.
NAMASTÉ —
R. Benson
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I am very fond of “always hoping back toward Happy”. Thanks.