Smiling with your being.

I saw a bird flying close to a sea wall the other day. I know birds don't have lips to smile and in fact he was to far away for me to see it any ways. But I saw it he essence was abounding with joy. Flying up and down in and out of high in the air and close to the water. His movements were acrobatic and artistic I could see he was enjoying him self or her self immensely. Smiling with its whole being. I want to know that kind of joy just being me.