The road to happiness is tortuous and long.

Its various dimensions is what widens us

and its high hills makes it tough for us.

When it goes down, it feels easier,

but then comes the sharp rocks, and we cut our feet bloody.

Soft sand flattens out and our broken feets becomes whole again.

We also make traveling companions along the journey,

some may stay and some may leave us.

The road length feels tedious, but the goal we find at the end of it,

is worth all the trouble.