Learning and Loving Joy

Just telling how as you grow older you understand the feeling joy a bit more.

I can’t understand

This one

Of growing

And loving

 

I can’t see with my eyes

To touch and hold

This one

Of healing.

 

There’s too much

And not enough

Of this unreal beauty.

 

Hard to take but easy to receive

Underneath our glorious tree.

Never to see, never to hear

But there to forever feel.