Isn’t it great when someone reminds you of a lost and treasured memory. It’s almost the same as finding that £10 note in your jeans pocket or, for some of us, that perfect pair of shoes that you haven’t worn yet, or the book on your shelf that you simply forgot you had. I had one such moment this week when a family member reminded me of the William Henry Davies Poem “Leisure’. I remember a much-loved english teacher making my class learn this poem so that we could recite it. At the time, when I was about 11/12, I thought the poem was about day-dreaming. I now know, that this poem is about mindfulness. This poem isn’t about being absent but about being fully present.
If you already know it them I hope that, similar to me, this is a reminder of something wonderful and if it is your first read of 'Leisure' then may I suggest that you jus' sit back, read and chil’ …
Leisure
By: William Henry Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I couldn’t put it any better than “ A poor life this if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare….”
Peace


