it is a muscle, joy
deliberately flexed
a turning of the head
from the dark
to this illuminated moment
ostriches are happy enough, eagles happier still,
and hummingbirds happiest of all. of course I have no way of knowing any of this, but
i hardly hear the thunder in the distance for our laughter,
and tomorrow i won’t hear it at all.
happiness eclipses everything save happiness
folding in upon itself
an endless supernova of good in the universe
and there is so much good. our belief,
the gathering together to unfold love. to bear witness. to feel it shine.
❤️❤️❤️