by Clarissa M. Scott Delany (1901 - 1927)

Joy
Language: English 
Joy shakes me like the wind that lifts a sail,
Like the roistering wind
That laughs through stalwart pines.
It floods me like the sun
On rain-drenched trees
That flash with silver and green,
I abandon myself to joy
I laugh -- I sing.
Too long have I walked a desolate way,
Too long stumbled down a maze
Bewildered.

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This text was added to the website: 2020-06-11
Line count: 11
Word count: 58