JOY

Joy know's no leaps nor bounds,

And heart know's no sound,

Muffled cries, joyous chuckles, or strangled chokes,

Are all just a whimsical way of life to tease,

Serene clouds with mischievous smiles,

Or a magical rain's remedy,

Bring bounds of joy,

To these crooked little hearts,

And wipe away the faint summer burn,

A cool breeze on a starry night,

Or the sweet humming of mayflowers on a windy day,

May make my lips twitch but,

Its all just an play trick,

Or an 'illusion' to be precise,

Because the magician of my joy,

Lies within me,

As I think about it ,

I may find it,

Or we may find it,

Within ourselves,

Hidden in little shelves,

Of smiles,memories or sweets, of childhood,

I find it, within me ,

Because it's me.