H a p p i n e s s

Happiness is a myth we seek,
If manifested surely irks;
Like river speeding to the plain,
On its arrival slows and murks.

For man is happy only in
His aspiration to the heights;
When he attains his goal, he cools
And longs for other distant flights.

If you should meet a happy one
Who is contented with his lot,
Unlike the rest of all mankind,
Pray his Nirvana disturb not.


Kahlil Gibran


The Procession
Kahlil Gibran
The Philosophical Library, New York

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