Happiness

Just for a Moment


Ever seen a bird fly with folded wings?
Or a chopper with stringed propeller?
Free your hands,
Open them like wings,
Clear your eyes off the tears,
Close them like you are meditating.
Turn your face towards the sun,
Spread your wings,
Fly to the warm rays of the rising sun.
For the first time, enjoy happiness,
Empty handed, indulge in happiness.
Don't look down to the trouble behind,
Till the end comes, for it shall come,
As good things rarely last.

M. B. Dlamini (19/07/19:0535hrs).