Gone

Its in my hands, I feel in now

So close to me, inside my heart

Its in my hands, I know it now

So close inside, within my soul

And I cry out loud

A battle cry

I scream to the clouds

I yell to the sky

Because its gone

Gone, gone gone

Like a cloud on a summer day

When the sun shines and the mist fades

It’s gone gone gone

Nothing to show and nothing to be

It is just gone

So far away from me

I want it now, but cannot be

So far away I long to see

I forget the sense inside of me

When it was, back at me

But its gone

Gone, gone, gone,

Like a cloud on a summer day

When the wind blows and the mist fades

I sit in the silence

I sit in the quiet

I mourn the loss

As I decry it.

I don’t even try

No grasping or hanging on

Because like the mist

It is gone

Happiness

So elusive, so obscure

This idea to which we cling

So transcendent, so sublime

Praises to which we sing

Who are you, happiness?

What are your qualities?

Why do you taunt us?

What are your policies?

We pursue your intent

So vague, so intangible

We don’t even know you

Yet you’re so desirable

The harder we try

The more we pursue

The farther you hide

No matter what we do

But when we stop

We give up and submit

Then you somehow come

Even just a little bit

You give us hope

And we try once again

But then you are gone

And we think we’re insane

Stop altogether

And then you are there

How can we be

As we stretch and we tear

You come and you go

You tease and you poke

As if we were pawns

In a huge cosmic joke

Happiness, you are

Elusive and free

You are who you are

And that’s who you’ll be