... and you learn that the smell of coffee 'in the morning and' a little ritual of happiness, which enough notes of a song, the feeling of a book by the colors that warm the heart, that's enough aromas of a kitchen, the poetry of the painters of happiness, just the nose of your cat or your dog to feel a little happiness .
And you learn that happiness and 'made up of emotions on tiptoe, small explosions that quietly expand the heart, that you can touch the stars and the sun to shine eyes,
learn and know that a field of sunflowers illuminate the face, that wakes you up the scent of spring from winter, and sit down to read relaxes in the shade of a tree and free thoughts.
And you learn that love and 'made up of sensations delicate, small sparks in the stomach, presence of nearby too distant, and learns that time expands and that those five minutes are precious and more than many long hours,
and you learn that you just close your eyes, turn on the senses, sfornellare in the kitchen, read a poem, write a book or watch a photo to cancel the time and distances and be with loved ones.
And you learn to hear a voice on the phone, receive an unexpected, happy moments are small.
And you learn to have in the drawer and the heart, but precious little dreams.
And you learn that keeping a child in her arms and 'delicious happiness.
And you learn that the greatest gifts are those that talk about people you love ...
And you learn that there is 'happiness in the urgent need to write down your thoughts, that there is' something to love, happy melancholy.
And you learn that in spite of your defense, despite
your will or your destiny,
in every gull flying there 'in the heart of a small-sized
Jonathan Livingston. And learn how beautiful
e grandiosa la semplicità .
( Anonimo )
