Find it...

It is not something that can be controlled or mastered or shaken off...

If it is so... It was never born...

It was an illusion of being but never existed for real...

It was just a mirage in the journey through the desert of life...

If however, it is the true thing...It would grip you in its hold... 

Grow inside you and all around you...Emanate from you...

It would be you and you would be it...

Soon enough you both would be inseparable... 

It is in the eyes of the painter who sees colors all around spreading their wings making world splendid...

In the posture of the dancer who puts her life in making every movement dreamlike...

In the rain when it meets the earth and regenerates it with its every breath...

In the gestures of a mother who strives to always give her child the best...

In the efforts of the man to ensure his girl never sheds a tear...

In the friendships that need no words...

In all the impossibles made possible...

It is the essence of life itself...

It if the reason of existence which sees no reason...

It is the life without which life has no meaning...

It is the rule which adheres to no rules...

It is how the soul grows... 

It is a way of being...

It is being alive...

It is your 'passion'...
It is happiness...

Find it... Live your life...