Where art thou, happiness? Where art thou?

Are you in the trees,

In the breeze?

In music, in books, in the air that we breathe?

In the people we love, in the children we raise,

In the midst of good moments, in the passing of days?

In the art that we make, in the songs that we sing?

In the food that we eat, in the words that we speak?

In the clouds, in the birds, in the sun, and the moon?

In the trips that we take, in the dreams we create?

In my soul, in their soul,

In God? In the ground?

In beauty, in easy, in always, in free?

In the strangers we meet, in the friends that we keep,

In future, in promise, in life, or in death?

In our homes, in our things,

In sleep, or in wake?

In never, in maybe, in always, in now?

Happiness,

Where art thou?