Inner glow, Outer flow. Don't want to be sad no more. Sad comes, hardens and numbs. It's only a mirage, joy is more large.
With sadness trying to dominate, joy still doesn't capitulate. The struggle gets rough, but joy gets tough. The sun goes out, only to shine again about.
Knowing the dominate power, keeps life from turning completely sour. On days of gloom, joy continues to loom. Returning to the point, heart and soul continues to annoint.
Note: Since my husband's cancer surgery 4/25/05, this book content has been integrated into the public speaking content for audiences interested in a sassy approach to personal and/or community awareness events. Another chapbook on intimate love poet
There is a silent beauty to this write, so full of the hope of joy, enjoyed this Grady.
warm hugs
Elga
Love Tinka