Happy People

Happy people help people,

Lifting up the lows.

Loving people love people,

wherever they go.

Love is a ray of sunshine

that lights up the sky,

Revealing seven colours

when it enters the eye.

As a ray of white light,

it spreads across the blue,

The earth turns softly

with harmony as its glue.

Glory wraps a stranger.

who responds to the call;

The fabric is woven.

To gather us all.

The time seems like a river

that flows down the fall.

The world is an ocean

that mirrors us all.

A challenge confronted,

coming out from the pain.

And a mountain climbed,

feeding desire’s flame

For joy is the triumph

of reaching the peak,

The wellspring discovered

by all those who seek.

Next happiness arrives

at the bend in the road,

Not in shades of grey

but in the daylight broad.

It blooms in solutions

where tangled threads clear,

The knots become loose

and the answers appear.

There is no point in chasing

when it comes to the still

The true strength lies

 In the strength of the will.

Weak people make meek people,

shivering with fright,

Braves step forward

To kindle their light.

Strength is no iron

to crush down the weak,

No towering pride

looking down at defeat.

Break the dark cycle,

Turn the malice around;

Let healing and mercy

be water on the ground.

And luck is no token,

No roll of the dice,

No phantom of chance

Bought with a price.

Luck lies in the balance

Of water and leaf,

The wisdom that outlives

The season of grief.

The fortune of nature

lies in your stride;

The universe opens

its gates far and wide.

Happy people help people,

Lifting up the lows.

Loving people love people,

wherever they go.