There are a thousand paths to it.
I mean happiness.
There is nothing really to do,
except look around.
Earth, mountains, rivers.
Winter snows, spring flowers,
summer rain.
Smiles, kind words
and kind deeds.
It all comes and goes.
Only our searching for happiness
prevents us from seeing it.
As for me,
I have no rank.
But, I cultivate the
seas of endless time.
By looking around.
Seeing the dewdrops
on the lotus leaves.
Watching the moon
follow the stars.
And all things in-between.