I trust joy
And when she comes
I wrap my arms around
And hold her near
Not too tight
It becomes clear
She can be my mentor
My redemptor
If I shake awake
From this oppressive sleep
Life is but a dream
Sometimes
A nightmare
With salivaed fangs for some
But only when we dwell
And don't let her come
My friend joy
Oh all the dresses that
She wears and I see her
Everywhere
In everything
In every season.
With open eyes
I see there's reason
To be alive and to thrive
And to meet my friend often.
Here now is joy
I ascend.