Should one believe happiness
is key to life
without ever finding
the door
where one’s spirit aches to be found

since i’ve found myself
in every emotions sharp grasp or gentle hold
not a moment passes
where the passion of life hasn’t escaped
from my mind’s value

how rewarded I have been
to see every aspect of heart,
after its essence has been spilled throughout my core
like the milky stars
into life’s deep creation