CHASING THE ECHOES OF LAUGHTER
Chasing the echoes of laughter,
Magically sweet and sincere,
I follow the sound of merriment
Going ever further from here.
Traversing paths, treading unknown ground,
Seeking out the cheerful sound,
The sun-filled skies and the friendly trees,
Take me to potential havens found.
A distant place, I suddenly see,
Where the joy radiates and sparkles with glee,
A lovely meadow fragrant with dew,
Just a few steps away for me to view.
Taking a step I feel content,
The sound grows stronger here and spent,
My boots are wet with morning dew,
Laughter booming, almost sounds too true.
With a smile I slowly tiptoe,
Quietly past trees standing so tall,
Close my eyes and take a deep breath in,
A feeling of rejoicing I now recall.
The great source of the echoes that I seek,
A group of people dancing with glee and cheer,
Laughing and spinning with joyfulness mixed,
The experience I'm grateful to witness so near.
In awe I take in the pleasant sight,
The warm light of the vibrant sun,
These people spinning and swaying with bliss,
My breath taken by what this moment has done.
And what it has done is brought me here,
To the land of a peaceful free,
The spell of the laughter has opened my heart,
So wide that I can't believe.
The echoes linger and stay in my head,
A ray of hope and a feeling of bliss,
And every day I'm in search of.