Pose the question; is it better to be
Happy or sad? One should easily see.
Not unrealisticly so, not blinded by it,
Rarely that and then...
Joyous, because you can be.
Exhuberant, to far flung extremes
Beyond the norm of the contented
To where angels love to dream.
A gift the day it happens
This rare exhaulted place
Slowly savor, live the moments
Bathe in the magik and blessed be
Breathe in God's life giving breath
Dance in the light of life and be set free
It's like coming out of a dark tunnel or the rainbow and crisp air after a storm. When it hits nothing else matters. Joyous because life has returned to me again.
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