My Mind is a Freaking Kingdom

This poem has always been my favorite. It’s also my mom’s favorite poem. And it was her father’s too. I think that’s as far back as it goes.

This idea is SO IMPORTANT. For me, it’s all about self-liberation and appreciating everything you have.

Let me know what you get out of this!

Hear me read this gorgeous work on the Self-Help Songwriter Podcast if you REALLY want to feel it in your bones.

MY MIND TO ME A KINGDOM IS

by Sir Edward Dyer

 

MY mind to me a kingdom is;

  Such present joys therein I find,

That it excels all other bliss

  That earth affords or grows by kind:

Though much I want that most would have,         

Yet still my mind forbids to crave.

 

No princely pomp, no wealthy store,

  No force to win the victory,

No wily wit to salve a sore,

  No shape to feed a loving eye;         

To none of these I yield as thrall;

For why? my mind doth serve for all.

 

I see how plenty surfeits oft,

  And hasty climbers soon do fall;

I see that those which are aloft         

  Mishap doth threaten most of all:

They get with toil, they keep with fear:

Such cares my mind could never bear.

 

Content I live, this is my stay;

  I seek no more than may suffice;         

I press to bear no haughty sway;

  Look, what I lack my mind supplies.

Lo, thus I triumph like a king,

Content with that my mind doth bring.

 

Some have too much, yet still do crave;         

  I little have, and seek no more.

They are but poor, though much they have,

  And I am rich with little store;

They poor, I rich; they beg, I give;

They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.         

 

I laugh not at another’s loss,

  I grudge not at another’s gain;

No worldly waves my mind can toss;

  My state at one doth still remain:

I fear no foe, I fawn no friend;         35

I loathe not life, nor dread my end.

 

Some weigh their pleasure by their lust,

  Their wisdom by their rage of will;

Their treasure is their only trust,

  A cloakèd craft their store of skill;         

But all the pleasure that I find

Is to maintain a quiet mind.

 

My wealth is health and perfect ease,

  My conscience clear my chief defence;

I neither seek by bribes to please,         

  Nor by deceit to breed offence:

Thus do I live; thus will I die;

Would all did so as well as I!