Poetry-Happiness

I know

I know
There is happiness
I felt it
In the nap I took
On my aunt Zari’s lap
And
In the curry sauce I love
                           I know
                           There is happiness
                           I saw it
                           In the white
                           Of my life’s first snow
                           And
                           In the dark
                           Of the Van Gogh’s Starry Night
                                                                           I know
                                                                           There is happiness
                                                                           I sensed it
                                                                           In the ring of a phone call
                                                                           I received
                                                                           From who I love
                                                                           And
                                                                           In the last drowsy moments
                                                                           Before I fell asleep
                                                                                                           It flashes in my memory
                                                                                                           For a second or two
                                                                                                           So I know it’s there
                                                                                                                                           It’s hidden
                                                                                                                                           In the sandy shore
                                                                                                                                           Of my childhood
                                                                                                                                           In the turbulent sea of youth

                                                                                                                                                                   I know it’s there
                                                                                                                                                                   So real in my fantasies
                                                                                                                                                                   I can almost touch it

Happiness

I know there is happiness
I felt it in the nap I took
On my aunt Zari’s lap
I savored it in the curry sauce I love

                       I know there is happiness
                       I saw it in the white of my first snow
                       And in the dark of Van Gogh’s Starry Night

                                                       I know there is happiness
                                                       I heard it in the ring of a call from one I love
                                                       And I hugged it in the last drowsy moments before I fell asleep

                                                                               It flashes in my mind
                                                                               For a second or two
                                                                               So I sense its hazy presence
                                                                               It’s buried in the sandy shore of my childhood
                                                                               In turbulent sea of youth

                                                                                                               I know it’s there
                                                                                                               So real in my memories
                                                                                                               I can almost touch it.