Joy is a waterfall

Joy is a waterfall

doing what it must

tumbling down from crag

and crest

with extraordinary zest

Joy is the dawn

Its sweet scent

and muskiness

trickling into our

consciousness

Joy is the passing

of the sun

as it runs each day

from East to West

doing what it does best

as it goes on its

predetermined way

Joy is wind and rain

and sound

and a round yellow moon

at night

Joy is a whole new year

filled with the possibility

of poetry