HAPPINESS

Everyone feels it
Some express it to a hilt
Many claim to have it all the time
Is it for real?
Can one ever possess it?

While we explore
All our life in search
The mystery comes and goes
At its own will and wish
To spread a cheer on our faces

Lingering a fraction of a second
It just doesn't lasts longer enough
Like a breathe of fresh air
It arrives to vanish into the blue
Even before one can relish its essence

One can often hear people exclaim,
"Oh, I am so happy!"
The reality, however, is as mysterious
As the state of being happy
For the mystery never unfolds

Before you know
It slips away from one's life
Difficult to sustain
Happiness is an illusion
Impossible to posses forever and ever

Johnny D
17th October 2006