Solitude is when I honestly enjoy
My company, and feel the joy.
Those are the times
When I realize
How beautiful my life is
Cause I can do so many things.

It's when my heart begins to sing,
My hand - to draw, my mind - to think.
It's when I stay away from drama
As if I'm on vacation, on Bahamas

I once rode a horse along a lovely beach.
Its hooves flicking waves and sand
onto my hands and feet.
I enjoyed the breeze through my hair,
I breathed deep into my lungs,
I breathed the smell of ocean spray and horse hair
and fun!

As I raise my morning coffee cup
my right bicep muscle flexes
and my right forearm muscles flex
and I am
enjoying
my muscles flexing;

I play
a music video
on my kitchen television
and dance
around my kitchen
flexing every muscle
in my body
and I am
experiencing
Muscle-Flexing-Joy.

When I am
thirsty
I drink
pure cool water
and I feel
"aaahhh!!!"
a relief of thirst;

I feel
Drinking-Water-Joy,
I feel
Drinking-Water-Joy-Happy.

In an ideal
joy-and-happiness-society,
would every person
humanely
care for
their own feelings
and the feelings
of every person
in their society?

In an ideal
joy-and-happiness-society,
would every working person
get time off work
to rest,
to rejuvenate,
to play,
to self-entertain,
to self-educate,
to care for and improve one's mental-health,
to travel and explore,
to do family-joy,
to do friendship-joy,
to do romance-joy,
to do joy and happiness activities?

In an ideal
joy-and-happiness-society,
would work
be designed and organised
to be a joyful and happy activity?

Swaying in each others arms
Dancing cheek to cheek
Sweet lyrics whispered  
Making ones heart miss a beat


Rays of sunlight shimmer down
Gliding across a daisy covered ground
Abundance of birds everywhere
As we dance in the meadow
Messy breeze tousled hair


The season is changing
Autumn leaves float to the earths floor
Keep holding me close as we dance
some more

Sun descending cotton candy clouds way up high
Hues of orange and red fill the sky


As the hues of colour fad away
and darkness descends on this beautiful day
Incased in your arms is where I shall stay


Stars like diamond dust cover the black canvas of night
As we dance in the meadow
Guided by silver beams cast down from a full moon light