Joy
“Joy”
Your joy should be my joy,
Without question,
Without reservation,
Without pause.
If it gladdens your heart,
It shall gladden mine.
If it fails,
I cannot profess to love you.
For Love, ” ingrown” love,
Selfless love, is born from within.
It is not celebrated in this life alone.
It circulates through our souls
From one generation to the next.
It is what creates us,
Gives meaning to our lives,
Teaches us the glory of
Being a Giver, rather than a Taker.
It is Life’s own reward,
Here on earth,
On the Battleground of Life.
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