It has given me great joy to find that your children have been living the life of truth.
As we were commanded by the Father.
Ambition festers in us like a sore tooth.
It binds us to pain with a tether.

Why do we crave power.
We hardly ever achieve it for long.
For even the greatest it is as illusory as seed cast on the rocks by the sower.
It gives no joy, only does us or others wrong.

It is creating things.
That gives us joy even as an amateur.
Poems, pictures, gardens, recipes, it is to these that happiness clings.
We need no skill, we can do just whatever we prefer.

If we are just true to ourselves.
Our lives will be happy although our life and work end up on no bookshelves.