Joy

What is joy?
Pleasure? Happiness? Bliss?
Joy is not pleasure
For pleasure is body-centric, animalistic.
Joy is not happiness
For happiness is competitive, egoistic.
Joy dwells beyond these realms
For it is bliss;
It is soulful, spiritual.

Joy does not come
From money, power, prestige, sex.
Does not it come either
From physical comforts, material wellbeing.
It comes from within,
In sweet little things’ everyday life:

A child’s innocent smile,
In chirping blithe little birds,
The rising sun’s majestic brilliance,
 A starry night’s whisper of silence,
Lush ripple of an early morning breeze,
Rain drops on a blooming bud’s lips,
The cool content of a job well done.


                                                                                                                                                                        
Joy comes from every act of giving,
From wiping every tear,
Bringing smile upon others,
Seeing His intent in every act
And living an attitude of gratitude.

                                                                                                                              09/2017.




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