Yesterday, I stumbled across a little poem called "The Beasts" by Walt Whitman and felt like sharing it. The poem makes me wonder if we can all be a little happier by learning a lesson or two from animals.
Here it goes:
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained;
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied—not one is demented with the mania of owning things;
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.