When You Ask Me What Is Happiness? Poem by JoJo Hsu

When you ask me what is happiness?
I will answer you,
Happiness comes from your body
It goes beyond the body.
You looked at me puzzled, I said

Such as a gift hanging on a tree on Christmas Eve
You are told not to peek.
- grievances born from the heart,
Your hands keep moving
Then the happiness was gone.

Only when you understand the feelings of the body,
And you told yourself not peeking.
Happy hanging in the tree,
You can reach out.