Joy is the soul
with shimmering wings
which soars above
the clouds and sing.
On cloudy days
she finds the light,
and brings the day
into the night.
Her scales make
the angels laugh,
Her melodies
make hearts love back.
Her trills always
brings Earth to smile,
She sings her song
still all the while.
Perhaps at times
the chord will break,
and the storm of Life
will try to take
the little should away from flight,
then break her wings
and bring her blight.
But wings can heal,
and blights will clear.
The sun will shine,
and Joy will cheer.
She’ll sing her song
again once more.
She’ll spread her wings,
then start to soar.