This is a poem by Michael J OReilly: a nice touch about basket cases of joy

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An internally inspired piece that addresses the title: Feelings That Don't Go Away.

It is in love that brings the glow of
life.
It is the heart mended and strong that
flood this world
with safety and good homes.

It is the binding joy of love that is
not biological.
It is spiritual.
It is people here who would not want to
be with anyone else
but those they are with.

It is an extraordinary process that the
universe places us
with those exactly whom we need.
It is destiny and gives definition to
how we live.

It is what I see in my father's eyes.
His mended heart can love me in joy and
devotion.

People are brought to each other in
baskets and handed over
to each other to be a basket of joy.
It is joy in its raw form.
Then the world civilizes it and takes
the joyous light away.

I found the light in you, my friend
who would read this poem and know its
meaning.

It is the journey back to pure undiluted
joy that we mask
with our busy concrete lives.
Feelings intervene.
Spirits get lost in the world.

Find your way back by holding my heart
in your hands.

by Michael J OReilly

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An internally inspired piece that addresses the title: Feelings That Don't Go Away.