<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cottage or Apartment</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The roses' and the vines' fragrance, <br>Mingled with my cottage air.<br>Maine's preponderance of pines, <br>Surrounded my cottage fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heavenly light ray, <br>Pierced through the fir tree.<br>It made my life there, <br>A nature fantasy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That wooden kyake parked on the Sound, <br>Spoke to me of learning the sea.<br>Twittering birds and wild turkeys, <br>Spoke to me of how life should be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the human in me, never quite satisfied, <br>Yearned for alterations, <br>Of happiness that could have been, <br>A still happier life, that could have been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I started to focus on tiny details, <br>Of a flutter of a bird's wing.<br>Of the way these birds could sing.<br>Of the way these birds flew.<br> <br>All these things my heart could not do.<br>It just could not do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I now wanted to live in an apartment, <br>Dissatisfied with my cottage, <br>Dissatisfied with nature and God's forest, <br>And trees, and what could be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I realized, how far I had strayed, <br>From my own childhood happiness, <br>That spontaneous happy ignition, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where happiness resided.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I never opened that shiny door, <br>Where this happiness was stored. <br> <br>Well, I now smelled the pine tree needles, <br>The freshness of that inviting river, <br>That babbling brook of my Maine, <br>Where my cottage stood, <br>Way in the undergrowth, <br>Where my feet wanted to trod.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down that way to that awaiting happiness, <br>Given to each of us, free by God, <br>That lay deep, so deep in our heart.<br>That I would never from this cottage part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To any move to any apartment, anywhere, <br>To seek some fantasy happiness, <br>But uncapturable again, <br>Since once again, depending on outside appearances.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Godly happiness, once more ignored.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So both the cottage and the apartment failed you.<br>Childhood happiness, once more ignored.<br>No cottage nor apartment living, could your happiness find.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vera+Sidhwa">Vera Sidhwa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549093" data-title="Cottage or Apartment de Vera Sidhwa" data-description="The roses' and the vines' fragrance, Mingled with my cottage air. Maine's preponderance of pines, Surrounded my cottage fair. The heavenly light ray, Pierced through the fir tree. It made my life there, A nature fantasy. That wooden kyake pa..."></div> </div> </div>

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