He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sun rise. ~William Blake, Eternity
Joy is an experience that has largely eluded me. Even while having “fun,” or sitting quietly in what was meant to be a pleasant reverie, I’ve always had one foot trapped in a pit of sadness.
I do remember carefree, joyful times spent with my best friends, two sisters who are also my distant cousins. Their father was my godfather and their mother, my godmother. My godparents had the capacity to be silly and fun in a way I didn’t usually associate with grownups. + athttps://rayviolet.blogspot.com/2022/10/eternitys-sunrise.html
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