I thought happiness lived in a heart’s beat,
In love’s embrace, where rain and love would meet.
Like a rose that blooms in youthful grace,
While childhood’s sorrows, aims to replace.
When I saw its truth in life’s gleam,
I realized, happiness is just a dream,
For this mirror showed life’s intricate scheme,
A story unfolding, like a transient dream.
Searching for joy in each fleeting quest,
Is a grand illusion, in this grand deceit.
In every life’s courtyard, both sunshine and shade,
These birds, soar in the boundless sky’s cascade.
Happiness isn’t confined to one space,
But in hearts that share it with open grace.