wait un-fisted
with all your openness seeded with hope
and joy will visit
like a finch from the dark understory
and joy will return
with a sudden flit and flash of colour
no matter what sadly
you will be unhappy at times
and all those around you
and all those you love
will be unhappy at times
but equally no matter what
joy will visit
fleeting fine-feathered
it will swoop in from the corner of your vision
arrive when you least expect
did you know
the finch can only flourish
with access to dense undergrowth?
perhaps
all the thorny tangled mess
of unhappiness in this world
is just
a frame a shield a home
for this flighty little bird
no matter what
joy will visit joy will return
but it can’t stay
it can’t stay
if you grasp for it
and try to hold onto it it’ll be gone
even before your fingers unfurl
so just be still
and joy will at some point
arrive at your side
‘til then
wait un-fisted
with all your openness seeded with hope
