JOY
Joy By Diana Turner-Forte Pure joy: a new day dawning with bird's morning chants, the upward push of Sanguinamaria Canadesis; water droplets dotting country streams as woodland fairies twirl and leap. The whole earth rejoices, intoxicated by joy's essence like shooting stars in rhythmic synchronicity. Joy's dance spares nothing wherever souls and hearts entangle ruah with light commingling in the cosmos.