These days, I feel joy swinging in luscious and scintillating drips
It runs and runs, pauses and then drops on me out of nowhere
I know when it happens because I can feel the sky inside me
I can hear the flutter of wings, the songs of children, and the sway of planets.
The stars join in a chorus of flashing lights
the flowers open up their lips and release their perfumes
the fish flutter out of water and in the air
trying to catch a scent, a sight, a sigh of joy.