confessions of a thinkaholic : poetry and prose

My name is Happy

Here's a lil poem

Hello,

My name is Happy.

I am your best friend,

Yet I can also be a stranger.

I am what many of you seek,

Yet so many of you don't look for me.

Look for me, but fear not,

I will find you.

It's not hard to look for me,

All you need to do is look:

Look into a forest, or the ocean,

If you like that sort of thing.

Look at the smiles of your friends,

Look at the sky, or a book, or a screen,

Look into the eyes of the one you love,

Or perhaps there is no one;

In that case, look into your own eyes

And realise

How incredibly incredible you are.

Listen:

Listen to the rain, or the birds in the morning,

Listen to the air around you,

Listen to your other half's heartbeat, if you have one,

Listen to music. Endless music -

Listen to the contagious laughter that you cause,

And let yourself laugh too.

Touch the earth, let the wind flow through you,

Inhale, exhale, gently now.

Breathe in; smell the flowers, the bread,

The freshly cut

Grass, light a cinnamon candle; breathe out.

Taste the air, and your favourite meal too,

Perhaps I'll find you there.

I cannot promise that I will stay

With you for very long.

But if you treasure the times I spend with you,

There will be more and more.

I cannot promise that I will stay

With you for very long.

But I can promise this:

I will find you again.

When the clouds have parted,

When the rain has cleared,

When the lightning has ceased,

When the sun is here,

I will find you.

You just have to wait, but

I promise I will find you,

For my name is Happy.