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A new poem... |
| I am rejoiced Returned to joy And Joy giving way to joy Rejuvenated by its employ Rich in its karma Beyond drama and this side of tragedy Jaded and ragged Spent and tested But a god blessed it, This joy… I am jubilant Succulent if not humbled By the greatest that shines through Golden ole life true Wicked and silly Proud to be Radiant life he has given me I am hopeful Yet my courage bleeds In the tree of life Merely a seed I am thankful For rain and thunder Thankful For comforters to climb under Thankful for paper and the words to write Thankful for prayers that test patience and mite I am rejoiced Returned to joy And joy giving way to joy Rejuvenated by its employ Rich in its karma Beyond drama and this side of tragedy Jaded and ragged Spent and tested But a god blessed it, no doubt This… Is … Joy… |