Under the Sun

Oh, what a fool I am
When I confuse the sum of my belongings
With the amount of my happiness
Fool!
Could you only have such a thing
As happiness
No man could ever have such wealth
Oh, what a fool I was
When I thought getting what I longed for
Would make me want no more
Fool!
Could you only long for no more
No man would ever want more
So I make a list of unownable things
That make me happy
I write:
You
The sea
The sun
The trees
The birds
The sky
The time I have left with you under the sun