Joy

Joy is not visible to the naked eye. Many look right past her, some not even wondering about her existence. Everyone have a slight knowledge of her being, but many ignore her, thinking she is not for everyone. Joy is a small child playing outside even when it rains. Joy is feeling heartbroken and happy all the same. She carries a guide to happiness, and a longing for the unseen. She lives in the quaintest of houses, and she lives in the houses for kings.

I never quite recognized joy, until I had her too. Once you have that spark, joy, you feel you have so much to do. Not everyone experiences her fully until they go through some hardships. Any person on the earth feels a hole in their heart. Many do not know that’s where joy is supposed to go. Joy brings something to live for.