“...For what is happiness but growth in peace,
The timeless sense of time when furniture
Has stood a life's span in a single place,
And as the air moves, so the old dreams stir
The shining leaves of present happiness?
No one has heard thought or listened to a mind,
But where people have lived in inwardness
The air is charged with blessing and does bless;
Windows look out on mountains and the walls are kind.“
—from “The Work of Happiness“
This is today's poem from the poetry Advent calendar I'm subscribed to (https://mailchi.mp/anamcara/anam-cara-advent-calendar-2024), which I enjoyed with a mug of apple cinnamon green tea from my tea Advent calendar! (edited) 4w