If nothing else, your life should be an inspiration to others less fortunate than you.
I do not imagine that the man, woman or child who, squatting beneath the crush of humanity, gasping for fresh air, scratching for his or her next morsel is fortunate enough to read, let alone read this post online.
Given that you likely have at least both, I encourage you to take this poem to heart and pay it forward by singing your song of life to the world around you. Waste no more time obsessing about that which you don’t have, that which you wish were different and emphasize with all your heart and all your soul the blessings and advantages you have immediately at your fingertips.
Have a great day, dear readers, and I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I did when I found it last night!
A Song of Life by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
In the rapture of life and of living,
I lift up my head and rejoice,
And I thank the great Giver for giving
The soul of my gladness a voice.
In the glow of the glorious weather,
In the sweet-scented, sensuous air,
My burdens seem light as a feather
They are nothing to bear.
In the strength and the glory of power,
In the pride and the pleasure of wealth
(For who dares dispute me my dower
Of talents and youth-time and health?) ,
I can laugh at the world and its sages
I am greater than seers who are sad,
For he is most wise in all ages
Who knows how to be glad.
I lift up my eyes to Apollo,
The god of the beautiful days,
And my spirit soars off like a swallow,
And is lost in the light of its rays.
Are you troubled and sad? I beseech you
Come out of the shadows of strife
Come out in the sun while I teach you
The secret of life.
Come out of the world – come above it
Up over its crosses and graves,
Though the green earth is fair and I love it,
We must love it as masters, not slaves.
Come up where the dust never rises
But only the perfume of flowers
And your life shall be glad with surprises
Of beautiful hours.
Come up where the rare golden wine is
Apollo distills in my sight,
And your life shall be happy as mine is,
And as full of delight.