Joy Within Hope

Sep 10, 2024

So afraid to see
the joy that is my life,
as if it waits to fail
at any moment,
Should I ponder it too close;

Best, you might agree
to focus on the strife,
my mind would never stray,
even for a moment,
locked in place without hope;

Why do I believe
It is my fate to fight
and fret to no avail,
than to take this simple token
from its gilded envelope?

Somehow come to see
this gift, this blessed life
is meant to live today,
in this very moment,
each insistent heart stroke;

I seek for joy between,
and out there in the sky,
I think that I might fail
to find atonement,
left searching on my own,

I might begin to see
it is the grace of life,
a love that never fails,
forever freely given,
this joy within consoles.

[Don’t look long for what is already there]

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