Stop searching for Joy...
She isn't an emotion
She isn't a feeling
That comes and goes
She is your birthright
Here all along
Just buried beneath
Years of conditioning--
Buried under years of desires,
Dreams, and heartache...
She is waiting patiently
For you to wake up
To remove the veils
That keep Her hidden
Waiting for you to glimpse Her--
Waiting for your
Dense outer facade
To break apart
And break the spell
Of a past and future
There is only Joy
The perfection
Of each moment
Find Her.
©️barbjbeyers 2022
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barb j beyers
Retired RN/Women's Advocate.
Poet, artist, nature lover, seeker
NW EU, Spain, Native Am, Scotland
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