Joy

There is a way forward.

Joy, it turns out, is unsuppressible —

it pushes its way through rocks,

through roots,

it moves sideways, as it needs to,

but ever up — it finds the surface,

it emerges

Joy, it turns out,

changes everything —

past, present, future —

brings the sense of things

into startling focus,

into sparkling view.

©Wendy Mulhern

October 29, 2018