What eyes cannot see

This morning, this second, this space before me opening
Is reminding and encouraging me to keep on in my hoping
For beyond this, all this struggling: for things that are  unreachable
Is the answer,  the everything: the happiness that is unimpeachable

To attain it and to touch it, to be totally immersed inside of it
I must abandon it, run away from it: the enemy of my own spirit
But what is it..the villain:  that is blocking my own happiness
Am I missing it,  overlooking it.. is it inside of my own beingness?

So to discover it and to embrace it: the one thing that I am missing;
I must be in quietness and in stillness and everything else dismissing
Willingly silencing, readily distancing, those things that keep on calling
I become the happier and  victorious in all of these graces falling..