Living
Seeking Joy
From Foliage (1913)
Joy, how I sought thee!
Silver I spent and gold,
On the pleasures of this world,
In splendid garments clad;
The wine I drank was sweet,
Rich morsels I did eat--
Oh, but my life was sad!
Joy, how I sought thee!
Joy, I have found thee!
Far from the halls of Mirth,
Back to the soft green earth,
Where people are not many;
I find thee, Joy, in hours
With clouds, and birds, and flowers--
Thou dost not charge one penny.
Joy, I have found thee!
Codex Note
The poet spent silver and gold on the pleasures of the world and found his life sad; he found Joy back on the soft green earth, with clouds, birds and flowers, where it costs not a penny.
Cite this poem
MLA
Davies, W. H. “Seeking Joy.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/davies_wh/9/.
Chicago
Davies, W. H. “Seeking Joy.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/davies_wh/9/.
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