The Happiness Cycle

Floating over the sea of pain
i find the clouds of happiness
They are ever rising
as seamless
as the abounding sea.

Drawn by the sun
Moved by its Light and heat
the sea vapourizes to clouds

Awe -struck by the unfolding scene,
the exhausted river
is excited and eager again
to embrace the sea.
Her two arms
transforming to many.

She sheds all her load
emptying herself.
Such is the meeting.

No wonder then
that the clouds of happiness
arise from this sea of pain.







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Written on 2020-12-23 at 18:51

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Nature’s therapeutic cycle. Water, the giver of life as liquid, vapour and liquid once more.
2020-12-23