Caroling Dusk/Joy

by Clarissa Scott Delany

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JOY

Joy shakes me like the wind that lifts a sail,Like the roistering windThat laughs through stalwart pines.It floods me like the sunOn rain-drenched treesThat flash with silver and green.

I abandon myself to joy—I laugh—I sing.Too long have I walked a desolate way,Too long stumbled down a mazeBewildered.