Joy ... it jumps at you ... For a short moment it releases all the torments that you usually feel and gives you the feeling of flying ...
Sweet, like a fruit in spring ... bright, like the sun in summer ... Sure, like the air in winter and as colorful as the play of leaves in the rough autumn wind ...
She gives me what is called calm ... a relaxing calm for the soul, Fieden. She is the reason for beautiful days. brightens my existence ... helps me to break away from the darkness of my soul and to be able to laugh again ... to go on, step by step ... on my life path.

... the joy...

- yeah, you look! Finally a more pleasant part of my series of poems. : D