Having a zest for life means living with a hearty sense of enjoyment. Today's Wednesday wisdom is an extract from the poem The Great Lover by Rupert Brooke.
Sweet water's dimpling laugh from tap or spring;
Holes in the ground; and voices that do sing:
Voices in laughter, too; and body's pain,
Soon turned to peace; and the deep-panting train;
Firm sands; the little dulling edge of foam
That browns and dwindles as the wave goes home;
And washen stones, gay for an hour; the cold
Graveness of iron; moist black earthen mould;
Sleep; and high places; footprints in the dew;
And oaks; and brown horse-chestnuts, glossy-new;
And new-peeled sticks; and shining pools on grass;—
All these have been my loves.
What are the simple things that you enjoy keenly? Why not make a list of those things? I am going to, so I can carry the list into the new year