Joy in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction

Joy,
like a bubbling hot spring,
it fills my body,
warming my extremities.

The Spirit flows through,
my heart takes flight,
I could fly into the clouds,
bathed in light.

I can not understand it,
when the sun is up,
so used to the dark,
Always felt stuck.

Excitement,
learning new things,
a cool breeze,
warm-as-I-like rain.

Songs pour out,
I can’t even stop them,
a far cry,
from my usual coffin.

How could this be?
I never would have guessed,
I could feel joy,
in spite of the rest.

Your voice like a howl,
still rocks my soul,
but I am too warm,
to feel the cold.

I wish I could share,
this joy with you.
You helped me find it,
I’m being made new.

I’ll fly and I’ll sing,
with tears and a smile,
that used to be your favorite,
for a while.

someday you’ll join me,
then you will see,
sometimes healing hurts,
but then you are free.