To all the seekers of joy

The seeking will destroy

The path to the source

It’s futile to immerse

When being is whole

Joy’s isn't the goal

There is no room

To seek, joy over gloom

Joy becomes unattainable

When desires are insatiable

There’s a misery mind brings

When life’s lived for things

From the reservoir of thoughts

The ego calls the shots

Trying to divine, the well of joy

For a life, we seek to enjoy