There are so many words for sadness and for joy so few maybe none that can tell the sound of that secret spring welling up from before words though when its voice rises within us we want to be able to tell someone about it if they will stay to hear talk about what is beyond words sadness can rise in us in the midst of happiness and joy can take us by surprise in the midst of great sadness both of them know us from before we were here but if we speak to them only sadness lingers to hear us out
joy disappears to wait for us it may be where we least expect it.
