Joie De Vivre

For so long these were just words

That were so far from being tangible.

So far from my reality, impossible to personify.

In my thoughts i could almost touch them...

Joy of living!

But no matter how far the thoughts stretched out

I still couldn’t say i had the joy of living.

How is it, it took me a little over 18 years...

To know you differ from happiness, joy?

Yes i smiled, yes i have been happy, but joy?

The three letter word that once experienced is profound

Joy, the source of one’s strength once found.

Once i knew about you fully, i yearned for you,

I craved you and was forever longing for you

And then...

Joie de vivre!

I seek you no more

No longer are you but a French expression

Because i finally tasted joy, no longer under the misconception,

That happiness and you were synonymous.

Living in this state of perfection,

My word! the epitome of relaxation...of mind,

that transcends to manifest physically in my smile.

Dearly i hold onto you now

Grip so tight, hands clamped shut.

Woe to me should i lose my joy of living.

Feeling so right, embedded in my gut

Indeed i am free with my joy of living

Hoping with all of my might that i am never found without

My God given Joie de vivre

VUMA D