Is Anyone Travelling to Happiness?

Is anyone of you travelling to Happiness?
I haven't been there lately, do intimate please.
For a while, happening to be forever,
I've been here, waiting for a passer-by
To take me along, with the caravan
Bound for Happiness, leaving behind signs
Of smiles, hopes, rewards and rest.

I know no routes that lead there,
But I'm hopeful as I see no marks yet.
I'll wait for the caravan, do intimate please.
I'll wait out the winds, live off the land,
Look ever for you to pass, do intimate please.
Would that I be found, I’ll hold the beacon
Beneath the changing skies and raging rains,
Hearken ever to rustling leaves, just intimate please.

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