The Joy of Idleness


Everybody is away
I don't know where they have gone?
I know not where to look for them
yet I am searching for them
all around.
I'm not sure if they are at work,
asleep, drunk or busy somewhere else?
I need to talk to them
I need to look for them
to shake off my loneliness.
Busy as a bee I am in my pursuit,
idle as it may seem to others;
but how could they realize the truth
that stars are always there
though hidden behind the clouds
ready to appear to the searching eyes
as soon as the night sky is clear;
the joy of idleness is to keep busy
searching for the beloved!