End Of A Quest... Poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra

In search of happiness I kept roaming a - while,
among the woods and along the rivers,
inside the ocean and beneath the mountains,
rummaging through the passionate breeze and
peeping into the soothing curtain of rainfall.
I hopped among the cotton clouds,
and jumped over the moss meadows,
ran against the lunar tides and
crawled across the dream landscape,
sobbed sitting at the corner of a mountain road
and wept below the summer noon
in search of peace.
And then, suddenly, one fine morning,
my quest comes to an end with a realization from within
that I don’t need to search for it elsewhere, for
happiness lies in the smile on my lips,
on the tint on my cheek that glows;
peace is there in my mind where goodness stays,
also, in my heart that can love innocent, and prays.