Joy

Warmed beside a hearth
of radiant fire,
the center of the wheel,
the home
we share
with each creature
under moon
and sun,
we notice those who glow
with a joy not so shaken
by up and down,
a joy not set apart from grief,
not found in must be must be happy
or any other pretense
at anyone’s expense.

Sensed in their ears
a lifetime of listening.
Seen in their eyes
what it takes to honor the vision.
Heard in their voices
a life filled with willing to be true.
Felt in their touch
a steady heart inspired to move.



~~Luke Anderson