@girlbeforemirror,

Well written Marg. As we've discussed before, powerful poetry is all about an "insight."

Yes happiness concealed itself, in unimportant things,
In rush and riddled endeavours, and all that wanting brings,

Stripped to the core and left with naught, I smiled upon the scene,
I blessed those who helped rerobe me, who fed and bathed me clean,

Quill