CHARA SIMCHA - JOY BRINGER
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Happiness is the dancing fountain
But joy the spring that flows beneath
Joy is laughter
Joy is dancing
The hug of a friend
The kiss of a lover
Joy is birdsong
The smell of lavender
The touch of velvet
All this is joy, but it goes deeper
Joy is the mother holding her baby
Freshly delivered from the incubator.
Joy is the doctor's "All Clear"
Lifting the spectre of cancer.
Joy is the parent's open arms
Receiving the child long lost.
Joy rises from hope as the heart says
"They will save you. They will come."
Joy is a time of lucidity
Before dementia claims the loved one back.
Joy is the man on the mountaintop
Standing on legs made of steel.
May you find joy in every moment.
© CharaSimcha 2011