Happiness...

Late evening...
Like those leaves
Of shining eucalyptus...
Bathing cleansing purifying germinating...
Under the lovely light
As cast ripe...upon them...
A tired yet satisfied sleepy love laden
Page of softest heart opened...

Slowly...
A happy heart opened...
Like a superslow movie mode...
Pressed on a player...
Not paused...
But so discernable...
As if all shapes and sounds
Dropped with their most pleasant fulfilled ways...
Emancipation of every visible object...
Reaching their desired state...

Like the street...
Cool...happy...
The people...
Drenched...
And
Willing to be drenched more...
The cars
And their drivers...
Finding happiness in radio stream...
The violinist...
Happily adjusting copper knobs
To bow a new tune
On G string...
The television screen
Showing a foot tap dance Spanish...
And a motorcycle
Resting by his big brother
At a garage...
Happy too...
A picture...
Happy hanging quiet memorable...
And the curtains of a hall...
Dancing too
With the breeze...
And a child
Drawing only smileys-
Following the Professor
At Carnegie Mellon...
Fahlman...
He was then Happy too...
Perhaps...
It was then drizzling also...
In his mind...
Happiness...
Inside...