Happiness in its purest form Lies in those unsuspecting moments The circular movement of your little feet on your pedals As you rode solo for the first time Caught me Off guard
My chest swollen; my eyes pricking I wasn’t expecting such unadulterated joy Your joy encompasssed me entirely Transporting me elsewhere
And your little tongue at the corner of your mouth Signifying mischief Accompanied by your instinctive bopping To the natural rhythms of your surroundings Dispersed my heavy raincloud Diverted by your pure white light
Yet within those moments of joy That suddenly caught tough old me off guard Lurks a dark companion Joy’s counterpart Beneath the precipice Urging me to look down and consider how things could be If the light were to falter Sending me crashing into night.