What is it in life, my friend, that makes you smile?
What apart from joy and glee and gaiety all around?
What else than those moments of elation and triumph?
What more, do you think, brings to you this desire abound?
Why do you always look only for things mere material?
Why do you believe your heart finds pleasure only in events discernible?
Agreed, your eyes wish to view only that is ever so apparent
But is it really that blind to those that are not, those intangible?
Away from all these pleasures you so commonly associate
veiled under the garb of ...