Joy Holds True

~By Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg © * Oak Park, Il
–Guest Contributor
How do you allow hope to bring you to joy? 

joy holds the cup,
of all my sorrows-
that tries to draw on my yesterdays,
and crush my tomorrows,
catching hope in my breath,
and letting it spill out-
exuberance upon my day.
joy comes with effervescence,
not collapsing into hiding or-
camouflaging my life with what
the world would call
the better things of life.
what really counts,
is how love holds your joy-
on the inside-
allowing life to be,
to flow into,
vital moments with passion-
hope rises like a sun beam,
from my broken being-
an inner knowing,
allowing myself-
to bring me,
to the ease of me,
resting in the hope-
that today is held,
in the joy that resides in me.

Dance Rhythm

Magic

"Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are Rainbows and Wild flowers, the Music of the Wind and the Silence of the Stars? Anyone who has Loved has been touched by Magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.”

―Nora Roberts