Close Yet Far
In search of happiness, in search of joy I wander along from coast to coast Days go by, nights fly away The never ending wait for the unseen ensues Questions be asked on why it is so Answers we see appear too far to be seen Mirage it becomes when it appears close Myth it becomes when it remains elusive The despondent me ask myself this question What is happiness after all? Is it the pleasure of the unhinged Or is it the joy unbridled