A wonderful poem....
Joy Comes Back
by Donna Ashworth
When you finally realize that joy is less fireworks
More firefly
Less orchestra, More birdsong
She will come back much more often
For joy will not fight
With the fast pace of this life
She is not in the shiny or the new
She breathes in the basic,
Simmers in the simple
And dances in the daily to and fro
Joy has been beckoning you for many a year my friend
You were just too busy doing to see
The very next time joy wraps her quiet arms around you
As the garden embraces your weary body in its wildness
Tip her a nod
She doesn't stay long
But if you are a gracious host
Joy comes back