Slow process

To understand what it is
I am still learning
Trying to put others first
And being genuinely happy
When they are genuinely happy.
To have patience with others
And myself.
To realizing that imperfection is human
And I am only so.
To knowing that happiness comes
From the self, from within.
Doing what makes you happy
Is the Purpose.
Hopefully it can be shared
But only once you are at peace
With yourself
With the world.
What is happiness?
It is staying in and reading a book,
It is going out and meeting new people,
It is walking through the untouched forest,
It is taking a long road trip with your close friend,
It is getting that goodnight kiss from your lover,
It is the growth after apologizing for something you are actually sorry for,
It is the respect for standing up fro what you believe in,
It is traveling around the world and experiencing other cultures,
It is staying in your zip code and finding yourself,
It is laughing, crying, arguing, loving,
It is watching the sun rise over the hazy mountains,
It is sighing as it dips into the sea,
It is gazing as the stars with a mixture of awe and terror,
It is dancing under the moonlight.

Evolution is a slow process while life is a fast one.

Asleep through Life

I sleep all day, to stay up at night
I make friends with the Moon and the Stars' dim lights
Only to watch them fade in the Morning's slow fight

No one expects the most of you in the darkness
Or wants to hear about life's melodic harshness
But only that you disappear into their social marshes.

Sleep brings no comfort
Just a forced stillness that suffocates
And the treadmill keeps running

And I keep lying,
Asleep through life.