This poem arose last Saturday as I planned to meet with Ali Grimshaw and her writing circle. Get well Ali and all those who are dealing with COVID right now. This too shall pass, and joy will show itself.
Joy comes from the very
center of our being.
Not from the outer world
at all, with its judgments,
desires and destruction.
Joy connects us to our Source
and reflects the goodness
of the universe.
It shows itself in
unexpected places
and unlikely times.
The way the light
catches a raindrop
or the tenderness
of a tear.
In the eyes of babes
and long gone loved ones.
Joy is everywhere
when we pause and
choose not to seek it out.
Let joy show itself
for no reason at all.
Namaste
Find Your Middle Ground 
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