Vasco Day Gone

There is no better happiness
Than being
In the moment of happiness
With all the eagerness
And joy to look forward to.

Running wheels moved forward
With noisy chatters and laughter
As time and space
Were nowhere in word.

With boosted outlook
Caterpillars turned butterflies
Giving ‘Hope for the flowers’
Then and later on.

All that was left was thirsty bodies
With happy feet
Wading through the cool sands
Towards the golden fluid
With very little disappointment
In the eyes
As the bigger ball of fury placidly
Melted in surrender
To the agitated waters below.

With excitement raging
We hit the waves
Splashing the water
From head to toe
Quenching the thirst of the day.

There is still happiness
When I have these moments
To look back and cherish.
( if someone is reading not really completed)