Somewhere in the bounds of our destinies
There exists a road of happiness
How do I know that this road exists?
I will tell you a story, I cannot resist.
I had a dream, I had an insight
That took away my normal sight
I knew not what I became: a bird, a fish or a toad
When, suddenly, I realized, that I am a part of a road
A black barefoot woman stepped on my face
That was a part of a road surface
A beautiful sole came down on my nose
Her ankle bells I saw up close
She was just strolling down the road
Happy grin on her face bestowed…
Did I solve the riddle? Was it my lucky guess?
That we ourselves are a road of happiness!
(2-16-09)
