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