Joy

Stigma resolved,
 mystery solved,
sweeping freedom,
 my cage dissolved.

Passion and pain,

 will always remain...

but with some thought 

 they become the same.

All of my arguments lack conclusion,
 I persist to live with much delusion.
My talent lies not with pen or premise,
 but with the company of an illusion.

Stimulation has its course,
 Sallow lives revert by force.
The eminent is also improved,
 while a catalyst is the source.


 Grateful thought,
daily deploy,
 and you will find
the surfeit of joy.