In search of happiness we live day after day,
Rowing a boat on an ocean of lost treasures,
Thinking that sometime, we'll make up for the time that's gone.
*The sun in the morning is the sign of dawn,
The moon and stars are the answer after sunset,
But how do we find fire?
In the ashes of a love that tries to be reborn.
*Dreams are every cloud that light up the landscape,
So beautiful to admire, but so hard to touch,
The wind ventilates them, like the breeze to the haystack,
We caress them thinking that if it will be possible.
*Walking along each beautiful path, or singing our favorite song,
Makes us feel at home, makes us feel loved,
If that's not self-love, I have no other meaning,
Looking for love beyond ourselves, it's the worst thing anyone ever imagined.
*Happiness is something subjective, something not very objective, It depends on each one of us, on the way we think, walk or walk,
We have different points of view that lead us to reflect,
If the little that I have, for someone else can be true happiness?
*Maybe mom's affection or that warm hug from dad,
Playing with friends, or going to school, what difference does it make?
That advice from the lady, or the "you can do it" that you repeat to yourself so much in the now,
They were those moments that made you happy,
And today you would give everything to live them again.
By@cachetes027