Happiness by Jane Kenyon

There’s just no accounting for happiness,
or the way it turns up like a prodigal
who comes back to the dust at your feet
having squandered a fortune far away.

And how can you not forgive?
You make a feast in honor of what
was lost, and take from its place the finest
garment, which you saved for an occasion
you could not imagine, and you weep night and day
to know that you were not abandoned,
that happiness saved its most extreme form
for you alone.

No, happiness is the uncle you never
knew about, who flies a single-engine plane
onto the grassy landing strip, hitchhikes
into town, and inquires at every door
until he finds you asleep midafternoon
as you so often are during the unmerciful
hours of your despair.

It comes to the monk in his cell.
It comes to the woman sweeping the street
with a birch broom, to the child
whose mother has passed out from drink.
It comes to the lover, to the dog chewing
a sock, to the pusher, to the basketmaker,
and to the clerk stacking cans of carrots
in the night.
It even comes to the boulder
in the perpetual shade of pine barrens,
to rain falling on the open sea,
to the wineglass, weary of holding wine.


5 thoughts on “Happiness by Jane Kenyon

      1. Happiness is like a puppy, cute way of putting it. An unconditional, cozy feeling that seems always to be there. Hidden sometimes behind distractions of life, but always reapears. 🙂


  1. Off the cuff lol

    felt like writing this that’s all

    New chapter

    Turning a page

    To a new chapter

    Starting again

    Towards love and laughter

    This time different

    As myself has changed

    No fear, no doubt

    As now I feel tamed

    To love who be the merit

    I will never forget

    In my heart always

    With no regret

    It was hard

    It was painful

    The years it took long

    Only to discover, that I was not wrong

    The first word to my new chapter

    That will begin all for me

    It’s the root to all happiness

    It’s LOVE you see

    written by a beginner [😊]



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