18/10/2026
Perhaps happiness is not a destination,
nor something we need to find,
but the warmth of the sun upon our shoulders
and a little peace of mind.
It is waking up to birdsong,
with the whole day stretching wide,
feeling the earth beneath our footsteps
and the open sky above our lives.
It is working beneath the sunshine,
with the breeze upon our skin,
getting tired from doing what we love,
and feeling rich deep within.
It is olive trees and open fields,
green hills that meet the blue,
the simple joy of being outdoors,
with nothing we must prove.
It is having time to breathe,
to grow, to give, to be,
to find a little magic
in the life we once dreamed we'd see.
And maybe, when the day grows quiet,
as the golden sunlight fades,
we realise that we've been living
the happiness we used to chase.
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