Joy Sweet

Inside the storm, Inside the clouds, The Light of God abounds, Swirling particles, Gentle particles of light, Whirl all around me. I let some in when I Open my mouth... The roses placed inside My stomach during a Slightly earlier time, Are warm while remaining whole. The light that grows sings Holy, Holy Lord. Joy, sweet joy bubbles throughout My being, and a bit of overflow Must escape out of my mouth... Many times this takes place at night. Yet the gladness is becoming ever Brighter no matter the time of day. My whole self says thank you for Your Grace my sweet Lord... the Lord who is My forever reason for eternal gratitude. S.E. Clark 2017