There is a state that is as light as a feather in the domain where joy finds its anchor.
Readers, this poem is an attempt to
to fully express the arrival of delight.
a condition of grace, a life of happiness
not limited by geography or time.
A sweetly sung song of contentment,
By young and old, in all languages.
In brief moments of sublime simplicity,
during a peaceful day or at night.
In the comforting smile, in the soft touch,
knowing how incredibly adored you are.
The warmth of the sun, a lovely tune
a tranquil walk through the woods.
a starlit sky, children's joy,
the solace of a kind, familiar gaze.
Every dawn, every sunset,
Joyful moments are too valuable to be forgotten.
In the resilience forged in struggle, in the serenity of peaceful assurance.
It's not found in wealth or gold; it's discovered inside, a delight unfathomable.
In the capacity to hope, trust, and believe; in appreciation for what we receive.
Happy existence, such a pure condition,
A soothing remedy, a balm for healing.
Every heart contains the essential ingredients for a happy life: a joy that flows, a light that is given.
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