I play hide-and-go-seek with happiness
And a sly hider I’ve found it to be.
I’ve looked in the obvious places,
But found little appealing to me.
I searched through arts and sciences,
And geographical sites galore,
But whenever I find some happiness
I’m not happy, because I want more.
And then when I tire
And I decide to quit playing,
Happiness comes out
From where it was staying.
What I learned from the game,
At least the way I construe it,
Is that happiness hides
Only when you pursue it.
