Featured Poem: Glad to Be Who They Are

By David Budbill

Just think of what a good time we could have,
how much of the world we could notice and enjoy,
if we were happy to be who we are.

Year after year the loons return to Judevine Mountain Pond.
They nest, brood, hatch and raise their young—two of them,
almost every year. They seem happy with what they have and
where they are. They don’t want more and more all the time.
They seem glad to be who they are, doing what they do:
raising young, fishing, swimming, flying around, and hollering.
The last lines of chapter 81 of
Lao Tzu’s Tao Te Ching say:
Their food is plain and good, and they enjoy eating it.
Their clothes are simple and beautiful.
Their homes secure.
They are happy in their ways.
Though they live within sight of their neighbors,
and chickens and dogs call back and forth,
they leave one another in peace as they all grow old and die.
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