Poetry Picnic @ Mt. Tabor Park

Joy chose you-

Joy does not arrive with a fanfare
on a red carpet strewn
with the flowers of a perfect life

joy sneaks in
as you pour a cup of coffee
watching the sunlight
hit your favourite tree, just right

and you usher joy away
because you are not ready for her
your house is not as it should be
for such a distinguished guest

but joy cares nothing for your messy home
or your bank-balance, or your waistline, you see

joy is supposed to slither through
the cracks of your imperfect life

that’s how joy works

you cannot truly invite her
you can only be ready when she appears
and hug her with meaning

because in this very moment
joy chose you

~Donna Ashworth

Through the ins and out of our lives we tend to seek love and happiness. But what about joy?

Share in your words the moment you found your joy or maybe you're still in search of this mysterious splendor hidding in some invisible air pocket:)

As you write this awe moment to life, feel the little tug in your heart, the unkowningly bliss that swells in your belly, and the giddy taste in your mouth. Let there be joy!

Park location TBD.