Joy.

And now I fly on the horizons where the sky touches the sea,

And the twilight touches me in a way, akin to how

The soft moonbeams fall on my cheeks and lighten my soul and senses,

My heavy brow now feels light, and I soar to heights hitherto unachieved.

If only to be glad is so easily achievable, I wondered till yet,

But sought only the higher, intangible joys.

Little did I realize the little joys that one finds

In the littlest corners of the littlest places are the ones that yet allow for flight,

To places where not only the heart rejoices,

But to elation even the mind surrenders.

 

• Vinaykrishnan