Flowing Happiness

Happiness is something you live for
Every day. Like having the front door
Wide open and there is a blue sky
Just right above your head. Goodbye
To clouds and the storm. The tears
That are dried up and all your fears
Have disappeared. The smile that
Goes on for days and weeks. Your flat
And dull eyes that come back to life.
When the sharp edges of the knife
Become harmless. You can breathe
Again after all the pain sheathes
And the oxygen that fills your lungs.
The words that die on their tongues
Clog pages with beautiful thoughts
And ideas that flow from the knots
That become untangled. They do
Not know the essence of you.