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 sun
hit your favourite tree, just right
And you usher joy away
because you are not ready for it
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.