JOY

Joy is ephemeral
Emersed in the light,
Fading with dusk
When the thrushes take flight.

Bright are the buttercups
In the long grass
As laughing the stream
Flows merrily past.

Racing white clouds
In the saphire blue sky
Bursting with blossom
The tree reaches high.

Joy is ephemeral
Yet fills the soul
In a fleeting moment
When the spirit is whole.

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