More than a feeling of contentment, a sense of pride or a nod of approval....
It's a feeling of sheer bliss, and yet, deeper than a feeling.
It's antecedents are Joy, Peace...yes, laughter even in labour.
It's fruit is a good night's sleep after a day of hard work
It's value is so rare, men of means can't afford it
Like a reward, it is often bestowed on men of understanding.
How far will I go, how long will it take...for it is the search of a lifetime.
Who then is the man that seeks satisfaction? It is he who finds Joy in the work of his hands,
Not in the perfection of the work,
Not in the completion of the task,
Not in the fruits sought to be yielded,
but simply...in the work of his hands!