Hummm

Where do I find joy

Is it in my work

Sorting out lives

Yes maybe

But that is more like

Looking in the wrong end

Of a telescope

Everything very small

When I think of joy

I see floating on the river in sunlight

Watching the terns and turtles go by

Oblivious to humans

Or reading the perfect phrase

A Rilke couplet

Maybe joy is the last few moments

Of meditation

When my head is filled

With light and vibration

It only happens once in

A thousand times at work

But when it does

It truly hummmmsss