The brow furrows,
The mouth, neck and face constrict.
The tears well but never break.
Quiet, no audible sounds,
Until a single, deep breath…
Steadied by the exhale.
A tightening of the chest,
And every once in a while, a lurch, in the
In through the nose, out through the mouth,
In… out… in…. out… Inhale peace, exhale joy.
There is no path to happiness,
Happiness is the path.