A map to happiness

Paint me a picture.
Of love. Of hate.
Of consciousness.
Take me to the future of you and me.
Of the darkness, light, evil and good.
Take me somewhere.
I don’t care where.
And when you do, maybe I will find consciousness.
Maybe I will find you.
Maybe I will find me.
Most importantly, maybe I’ll be more than just a story, on a page; just waiting to be read and turned and enjoyed and used.
Maybe when you paint me a picture,
therein will lie the map to you.
A map to happiness.

C.C