Not enough words written
about happiness
bliss
having it
self-achieved independent

Not enough lines listed
about happiness
bliss
there are some
about pursuit
Wandering
Wondering, "Who in do I find it?"
Wanting it to be given
Wishing it could be bought

Not enough stanzas transcribed
about freedom of mind
the joy found in a moment
Searching for something that is
As most, close

Imagine reading
being
In a moment
Somewhat real
Somewhat fiction
Time is irrelevant
Because what matters in that moment
Is the moment
Forget Happiness
Forget Sadness
Forget the difference
You didnt have to search for it
You just had to recognize it