True joy and happiness are not spatial;

we eventually learn that they are behavioral.

The Nasdaq or a piece of real estate;

it's quite obvious, they cannot placate.

As we travel through space and time;

always searching, looking for the sublime.

Vanity of vanities, says the preacher;

let us avoid that path to joy's forfeiture.

A time to lose, a time to gain;

is there ever a life that doesn't have pain?

I've learned this lesson, just this day;

blessings come in secret, I'll follow this way.

If you still haven't found what you're looking for;

don't despair, just look inwardly and don't ignore.

It is in silence where we meet truth and joy;

once we taste the celestial, the terrestrial becomes a ploy.

In order to feast, first we must fast;

this oxymoron will keep us from being downcast.

let's face it, many folks are lost;

go the wrong path, we then pay the cost.

True joy and happiness are not spatial;

now we see this notion is universal.

Why do we labor for that which does not satisfy;

seek the things above, then we can beatify.