It is right to be contented with what we have, but never with what we are. ~ James Mackintosh

I really can say with Paul
I’ve learned to be content
where I am – now.
And things, possessions,
never mattered much
so I craved their power
to please – ever.
I bought today, but less
suited me fine, furnishing
a room for forty bucks,
and an inexpensive heater
to save money.
But contentment eluded me
those years, not from things
but the longing in my soul
for peace – inside.
Sometimes still I’m restless,
irritable, discontented,
yearning for love, for meaning
for excitement.
But when I calm my thoughts,
examine my life, find the fear,
I know the answer’s right there,
waiting for me  – to accept.