Essence Of Our Happiness
© Surazeus
2025 02 25

Reluctant to understand why trees cry,
Candice wanders out glass doors of high school,
along high chainlink fence of the sports field,
past restaurants, clothing stores, and trinket shops,
then sits on wood chair outside car garage
where Beowulf in overalls fixes engines.

"I had no epiphany about life
encoded in proverbs of secret wisdom,"
Candice mumbles as she ignores the cars
flashing sharp rays of sunlight in her eyes,
"though I observed the landscape of this world
composed of objects human hands create."

Grinning as he adjusts small engine part
and twists the monkey wrench with subtle nudge,
Beowulf glances at the teenage girl
wearing purple jeans and puffy pink coat,
and gold silk scarf wrapping perm of blonde curls,
with lots of makeup masking her cute face.

"Every time I see your Greek goddess face,
just like those statues in museum halls,
I see perfection of the human form
expressing ideal beauty of design
in classic yet unique features that glow
with star-vital energy of your soul."

"There you go again talking in weird riddles,
which shows you could run your own company
if you want to wear the slick business suit
and hire talented people with mad skills
where you provide essential services
that help companies managed their finances."

Chuckling as he fiddles the engine core,
Beowulf considers her compliment,
"Though I am no David with sly slingshot
aiming to conquer Goliath for wealth,
I feel inspired by your calm confidence
that I could slay dark monster of despair."

Peering at his face as he tweaks the engine,
Candice sees halo of light on his head,
"Though secret nature of our lonely hearts,
core to the self of our specific being,
eludes our sight, we ever strive in vain
to create meaning for life where not exists."

Kissing her mouth with chuckle of respect,
Beowulf gazes into her green eyes,
"Therefore our search for the meaning of life
as we progress on road of our desires
where we create our fate with each new choice
becomes the essence of our happiness."

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Orpheus walking by the garage clandestinely photographs the car mechanic as he crouches before his blonde girlfriend to capture the essence of their happiness.

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