Happiness

I can imagine the thunder of chariots, Accompanied by the chilling cries of Egyptian warriors They chase down their prey with a hardened heart Only God could embed in man. I can imagine the scramble of the Israelites, Their rising hysteria as their faithless eyes reflected the banks of the Red Sea. With the great sweep of a staff, The sea was parted, The Egyptians drowned, A miracle witnessed. Yet the journey for Moses and his Israelites had just begun. Their renewed faith dwindled Trudging through the wilderness. Their hopes tainted by bitter waters. But then, they came upon Elim, Where there were twelve springs and seventy palm trees. At Elim, the Israelites rejuvenated, Soothed of their weary hearts; To be a spring of happiness to those around me, Was the hope of my grandmother When she named me. In the process of understanding my name, I reflected on what it means to be happy. The secret to happiness is the ability to give thanks: To be thankful in every circumstance, Requires optimism and hope. It means forgiveness, humbleness, Recognition of the unwavering figures That display unconditional love. Every challenge encountered Becomes the platform for tomorrow. Today’s world is filled with strife, But if hardship was not an obstacle But an opportunity, Complaint replaced with thanksgiving, Every person would be a contribution to a happier world.