Possession

Life has joy for everyone
Who has a mind to find it.
The soul must see immediately,
Nor stop, nor look behind it.
A bright wing flashing in the sun
Has power to lift up anyone.

Life has joy for any man
Who lifts a hand to take it.
Prism of the morning and
The great sun that can make it.
Rain upon a dusty leaf
Can comfort even sullen grief.
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