Happiness...

I want to achieve happiness.
To be far beyond the hills- rolling in glory,
High above the clouds (so scattered, so perfect).
With hands bigger than a giants-
Only then would I have the honor.

I want to dance in the rain,
Falling so sloppily into place-
My hair soaked, in my face -
That's what makes me happy.

I need to catch up with myself more often-
Loosing touch with who I am…
Nothing but molecules, chemical reactions to my surroundings.
The same exact snowflakes falling,
Melting before they land.

I've already seen the light before...
I could I expect anything more?
I've been wondering, coming up empty handed,
What options do we have-
When everyone's got that hand out?

I strive for happiness.