Pursuit Of Happiness....... Poem by RIC BASTASA

between us are the gaps
of years
the oceans are faraway
and there are no islands
that remind us
that somewhere or
sometime
we can be connected

i only have wishes
that this body may soon rot
and another body
in place to lead me to
your haven

or that my spirit shall fly away
like a hummingbird and
look for another flower
a dwelling of my
untouched desire

you ask me if i am happy
what metaphor shall i use again
to mislead you
into a thinking that fits my
puzzling state?

a long time ago i have all the answers
a map where i must go and find my
self as treasure
as home

now i only have that sense
that it is there and yet it can never be found
or if found
i know i cannot fully understand it still

happiness is hard to spell
how can i ever pronounce it perfectly
till then?