Joy pervades my being,
it infuses every cell
until it overflows
then
seeping out of my pores
it radiates
and rises
I am pouring out
a golden river of light
to wrap you in,
to encircle the world
If we forget this place
we will not have the fire to fight
to make change
we will drown in sorrow's wake
this place in me
is original and pure
it is my spirit's favorite
dwelling
as I remember,
I re-member myself
Joy is a mighty resource
it is the sun shining in my chest,
through the long, dark night
It is expansive, and warm.
I am Joy
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