The mystery of joy.

To know what joy really is,
you must lose what you considered
your life time saved wealth
within a wink.
Before you know joy is an inward occupation,

you must know grief at its core;
You must
breathe and taste grief
in what ever you do till it catches
the roots of all griefs. It's only

then joy makes sense to you.
As darkness seen in the absence
of light, you become conscious
of the thrill of joy
in the absence of grief.




Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2021-09-06 at 15:00

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Grief and joy in combination, each necessary for the other. A very thoughtful poem.
2021-09-06