Happiness is the elusive harlot whose face I recognize but rarely see, it evades me like snow fall on a Hawaiian beach. Although the occasions on which it's revealed itself to me, were fleeting and sporadic, albeit few and far between.
She is the harbinger of hope, the jezebel of joy; evident in strangers' smiles, and the empress of all that we enjoy. Visible on children's faces, she lives in their laughter too, she is the gatekeeper of good vibrations, as her demeanour is quite infectious, too.
Happiness is having your loved ones at your shoulders should you need them, it is igniting their euphoria, and focusing on their fulfillment.
Although her affection takes much effort, her fruits are worth the wait, for once she decides to smile on your fate, her loyalty always remains.
Found in the feeling of unconditional love from family pets, you can discover her dancing when there's a spring within your step. Like the radiant sun, she kisses your glowing skin; her presence fills you with warmth, and illuminates you from the outside-in.
Happiness has always been a journey, not a destination. It's centred entirely on the process, instead of on the final product. For it is there, along this route, where the transformation occurs; as you evolve into a fantastic phoenix, you are no longer a flightless bird.
