it’s strange to be happy
for the first time in as long as you can remember
helplessly optimistic making everyday sunny

surrounded by good vibes
and only the kindest most selfless people
remembering what it’s all about

truly absorbing the goodness of life
the love of family members
and the feeling of security

i’ve never been here before
in this building where there’s safety on the shelves
consistent happiness hanging in the halls
breathtaking moments you wish you could frame

i’ve never been here before
but i’d love to stay if i could
i’m content here
people are kind
and understanding

i am a stranger to the village of happiness
but this cottage i’ve built
is one i hope to keep forever

*******, struggling to find that break in the clouds
looking up, I see that now.

I didn't even realize
I forgot how to smile,
been wearing a fake one
for such a long while...
But then one day
you came along...
You brightened my world
and changed the words to my song.
Now your sweet lyrics
are all I can hear
and you've got me grinning
from ear to ear😁

so whose pocket
does the universe fold up and fit into?

it could be yours,
if the music hits you at just the right moment
eternalizing the moment in which you were Ready...

you'll know because
a piece of that infinity will break off
and collide with your brain,
reminding you it's really yours--
no strings attached:

this is a steady stream of gravity,
winding through fields of Paradoxes,
rolling into a world...
where that's what they call

daisies.

i hesitate to face the music,
to me it seems locked up, strange
cold, exclusive, mocking

this can't be the one
that fits in my pocket...

but what's reaching me from across the rift,
over fields of Paradox-daisies
yes, up through the sewer drains!
and straight to my brain?

Aquarius, with her basket of water from Anywhere
taking me just a little closer with every drop
stretching the limit, the border, the shape
illusion soup

now the f- f- fold is ... easy

did i stutter?
answer that one til your savior comes with a sickle,
a novelty, or (dare i say it?)
an improvement.

and you were so sure it wasn't me.

an ineffable kernel belied your definition.
you are formlessness pulling on the fabric just so,
giving rise to form
drinking foreign waters
and not at all considering every possible dimension!