The quest was aging,
Impatience was raging,
What’s my life’s purpose?
A question, every bit of me was posing.
Searched several books but answer still eluded,
And then an angel appeared,
Revealed a truth so simple,
Bewildered I felt the healt's twinkle.
‘PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS’, that’s it.
‘So uncomplicated!’, within felt the din,
Soul submitted with a wink.
Put efforts to be happy,
Create ways to collect pearls of joy every day,
That’s all our purpose,
Everything else follows.