Happiness Is Seed, No Sprout

The early morning winter's soothing mist, The serene silver hue of setting moon, Skies amber made by rising sun in east, Together gave my mind a virtual boon, Ambiance, to my steps an added spring, And a pair of wings to soar with my mood Along with some chirping birds in the wood… And soon soundless ah I began to sing. It's like happy dog wagging tail indeed, He needs no outward reason to feel good. If to feel good is sprout that needs no seed, Mind too needs no reason to lift its mood. And lo, my happiness a child of choice, I wag my mind's tail and joys gain their voice. _______________________________________ Our true essence is sat (truth/immanence) , chit (consciousness) , and ananda (joy and bliss) . To feel happy is therefore natural, beyond cause-effect paradigm. It is a matter of choice. Being happy could be the cause and not the effect, the seed and not sprout as this sonnet says. If I so make up my mind (wagging my mind's tail) , it would find some reason to feel happy. Happiness is eternal bliss, ananda. Sonnet | 02.09.2020 | Topic: happiness, bliss eternal