Essential Joy

Photo by Suzana Sousa on Unsplash

Out of nowhere, she began blowing bubbles in the bathtub,

fingerpainting newspapers,

enjoying children’s stories before bed.

The worry printed on his brow suggested she was on a slow crawl to madness

until she read him a fable one night, and

sheltered in her arms, he stretched out into the wonder of it

shaving off fears and letting his mind slip back

to the memory of her in the Before Times.

She wasn’t crazy after all, he figured

just riding playfulness

like a magic carpet around the rings of Jupiter.

She was always this way until she forgot

That she could willfully rewrite the blows of life with sparklers

That she could heal through laughter

That she was worthy of

Rebellious joy

Radical joy

Essential joy.

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