CUP OF HAPPINESS

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CUP OF HAPPINESS

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Becoming miserable by trying to become happy

Is like pouring water over your head trying to become dry

Instead -

The search could just be a straight beeline towards the golden flower

Of Happiness

Which might be quite different than what one imagines

Imagined happiness might require a lot of things our egos flash

Before our eyes

But real happiness might be something completely different

It might be noticing a ray of sunlight on a red fall leaf

It might be that first restoring sip of tea

Happiness is not restricted to only certain people

With certain things, no, happiness is often just a matter

Of removing the obstacles to happiness, like wrong thinking

Wrong choices, or being in the wrong place

Happiness is something that happens to the mind

At peace with itself, to the body that is well treated

To the gumption that does what it can, where it can

To be kind and mindful to others and ourselves

Happiness is not a complex maze of accomplishments and gain

It is just the natural state of our inner children who want to play

Running through a field of flowers, holding the golden flowers of happiness

That most sought-after prize, in our hands.

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