Once upon a time there was a man who, like many of us
today, was desperate to find happiness. He didn't know much about how to go
about it – only that it could be found where the sky touches the earth. He traveled
for a long, long time. The deserts tired him, the sharp flint stones of the
mountains cut his feet and the cold winds chilled his soul.
He
stopped and dropped on the ground his head hanging desperately and his tears
streaming down his face on his ragged clothes. He couldn't comprehend why he
couldn't reach the place where the sky touches the earth. Suddenly he felt
someone was standing behind him. He lifted his weary eyes and saw an old man whose
smiling eyes made the traveler rested, calm and energised.
“Why are
you so sad, son?” asked the old man.
“I am
looking for happiness, but cannot find it,” replied the traveler.
“And
where are you looking for it?”
“I am
looking for the place where the sky touches the earth
“The sky
touches the earth everywhere, son. The earth swims in the sky. Happiness can be
found everywhere as long as your eyes are not blind for it."
