Featured Poem: My Dog

By Elvira Sisca
Connecticut Pioneer Branch

 

My kids say

My dog loves me

Because I feed him,

Makes him feel good.

I feed my husband all his favorites

So he can feel good.

He says he loves me.

Have I discovered how to be loved

So I too can feel good?

But wait!

Is feeling good the answer to life?

 

Always about food, fame, fortune,

Being loved?

But these things are fleeting, impermanent, always changing.

Still, we want to feel good.

What’s wrong with that?

Isn’t it the answer to happiness?

 

But the enlightened would say:

A truly feel-good life

Is about unmasking our selfish wants

(The root of all our suffering),

Transcending the human condition

And discovering health and happiness

In the joy of being

A beneficial presence

In this beautiful world.

It seems feeling good is quite simple!

5 comments

  1. Lori Joseph says:

    I enjoyed reading your poem. Such topics make me wonder about degrees or levels of enlightenment. I wonder if the taste of food changes accordingly?
    Thanks for sharing!

  2. Marcia Penney Preston says:

    What a lovely and meaningful poem and written in a wonderful style, simple and poignant.

  3. Barb Whitmarsh NLAPW says:

    NICE JOB.
    MY MUTTS LOVE ME BECAUSE I’M THEIR CHEF. WHEN I’M NOT PREPPING THEIR FOOD THEY SIT ON MY HUSBAND’S LAP. “LITTLE TRAITORS”

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