Happiness is not a matter of chance
But, of a choice that we exercise,
Heaven and Hell lie within us
Not residents of blue or grey skies.

The seas are not the only ones
That, with the aid of winds make storms,
We do much the same, unaided
When we let inflated Egos, break norms.

There are no patterns in life
It is a virtual, unending, maze,
The brightest times are veiled in
A thin mist, a little haze.

We walk the path that’s destined
For as long as it’s meant to be
So, let’s do so with good cheer
And, live happily
 
The alternative is gloomy
And, not pleasant at all,
Why jump off the cliff
And not, naturally, fall?

(The author is a prolific poet who has over 30 poetry books to his credit. He can be reached at ashoksawhny06@gmail.com/ www.ashoksawhny.com)