What is joy i do not know
Still waiting for it to show.
What does it offer, what does it claim?
Is it without meaning or has any aim?
Can pain be joyful or joy cause pain?
Can sunshine be darker than rain?
Is joy static or it wishes to flow
Gushing forth,hating to go slow?
Can it be held like the grains of sand?
Will it vanish to merge with the land?
I'm still blind to the truth that
Others don't fret long about,
That Joy is no loyal friend, whose
Wait is over when the light is out.
