In whispers soft, it gently gleams,

A spark of joy in whispered dreams,

A sunbeam dancing through the trees,

A breath of calm on stormy seas.

It blooms in laughter, pure and free,

In hearts that open willingly,

A moment’s grace, a silent song,

A place where all our hopes belong.

Not in riches or grand display,

But in the simple, everyday,

A smile shared, a kind word spoken,

A feeling deep, unspoken, broken.

Happiness is often just a start,

A gentle glow within the heart,

A tiny seed that grows and grows,

Until its warmth forever flows.

So cherish now this fleeting light,

Hold onto joy with all your might,

For happiness, in truth, we find,

Is love and peace of soul combined.