A search for joy

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For all her worth,
she searched high and 
low for a spark 
to ignite her
Forlorn, quaking
 and lost, no joy
lighted her way.

Scouring her soul,
a spy in her
own psyche, she
searched for a plot 
Forlorn, lost and
quaking, no joy 
lighted her way.

Then came a day
without warning,
her heart felt a
spark of passion,
flames engulfed her,
joy lighted her 
that day forward.
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8 thoughts on “A search for joy”

1. This is beautiful and quite heart-wrenching to start with, Janice. I used to have days like that and can truly identify with the poem and luckily am in the third stanza!😀

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   1. Yeah for the third stanza! Glad you’re there –even though joy isn’t necessarily a constant, knowledge of it has the potential to prevail perhaps like a smoldering ember.

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2. beautiful poem about finding a reason to go on after tragedy.

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   1. Thank you Melinda..we have the potential to be like a Phoenix … or when lost in early life to find our way.

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂 I’m glad we have that potential

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3. Coming out of the darkness. It does return. But if the hope is in your soul, the joy will keep awakening no matter how dark the light gets, it always shines out again. An amazing way to tell your poem. I like the repetition in the first and second verse. You could feel the downward pull and it made the last verse that much more alive. Great poem.

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   1. Thanks. Enjoying the places your five magic words take me 🙂 that observation you made about the return of light no matter how dark it gets is a good one to remember.

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      1. I like what you said about enjoying the places the 5 magic words take you. They do like to go all over.

         And the light always comes back. The darkness subsides eventually. Hope is our there.

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