ODE TO HAPPINESS

You are everyone’s aim:
From infant to old.
You mesmerize everything and lit up dull.
You scale mountains and reach the bottom of the sea.
You play in a child’s face and shine in an old man’s eyes.

You talk infinitely and listen less.
You have wings to reach heavens and above that.
You dive in fathomless seas for pearls.
You sing in bride’s attire,
You live in groom’s suit.
You weep on a child’s birth.
You hug on happy moments.

Why are you so sweet?
Why do we hate your opposite?
What is your origin?
Why are you happy?
Why do we want only you?
Who is your creator?
I like you.