Run.

I love what I see when I run.
I start comprehending the beauty of the world God has made.
I don't want to stop running.
And this is the wonder of it.

Tonight, I run, and I see the glamour of the dark.
I can't wait!
Run, run, and conquer the night!!!

So this is life.

I search for the true meaning of life, 

and attempt to discover Happiness. 

But if Happiness is "good fortune, pleasure, contentment, and joy", 

what exactly defines such things?

The wonderful colours of nature, 

the perfectly spaced universe.

All life on this earth that dwell, and grow-

beautiful.

Is this happiness?

"It is not enough!" the mind whispers sinisterly.

The desire for love, 

the want of attention.

Attraction, beauty, vanity.

Is this happiness?

The attainment of glory, and fame.

Thriving wealth.

A life of class, and status.

Is this happiness?

Indulgence? 

The art of mixing alcohol, wine.

The highness that can cast sorrows away.

Is this happiness?

Albeit when I visualize that 

one fine day, 

such things will pass away,

I find that these do not define happiness.

Life has got to be simpler.

But we all simply want more, don't we?