Elusive Joy

When bleak bleeds into light
     or dark floods flow through,
And joy dances just beyond
     my stumbling steps of blue,
My head falls closer still
     to the heart in Jesus' chest,
My knees drop more near
     where His holy feet rest,
And there I find it all again
     and time and time and then,
Hanging on His every word,
     elusive joy, just in the presence
          of my very best friend.

Psalm 16:11
Luke 10:38-42

by J Alan R
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