Wednesday, 20 May 2015


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When my little feet

Ran along the track

I thought

Happiness was

The running event

The runner

The track

And may be that red ribbon

Which awaits

For the fastest sprinter

Though it did not take much time

To find out

That a coin had two faces

Happiness and Disappointment

One will come in the other’s trail

This game of coin I played all my life

Until a few days ago

When I was startled

To discover

That happiness always lay hidden

In the heart

And nowhere outside

Only it had to come out

Cracking the shell

And spread over the vastness

Giving every object

A new light

Every bend

A new view

Happiness is the sharp, pointed

Nib of a pen

And is always filled

With ink of light

And ever ready to write

The story of a life


Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Happiness@ PU