This Happiness in Me

well people...this hasnt been composed by me. so wat....it fits on the frame of my existence to a T, describes me, what i think, feel and believe. so go on...




There is a happiness in me
which lives in spite of all
The days of pain and misery
that sometimes i recall.
A little joy whose roots are deep,
and keep on holding-on
And even though the times i weep
........are solid as a stone.

There is a happiness in me
thats near to havin wings
And i'm convinced its sure to be
each time my angel sings
Sometimes i feel its not enough
This meagre bit i give
And that this life so cold and rough
......is not where i should live.

I hunger for a different kind
of place than i have been
Not comprehended by the mind,
with not a single sin
To mar its perfection
detract from all it is.
And so in that direction,
.....my feet should follow His.

Because this happiness in me
was planted long ago
To shield me from things to be
while i remain below,
God cut my earth-bond moorings
And granted i should be
attuned to Heaven's voice, through
This happiness in me.
---Grace E Easley