What Else But To Be Joyous Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

What Else But To Be Joyous



dwelling in this sukkah
for almost thirty years
the forest as a roof
the flowing stream
as a melody
the calls of bird and beast
as harmonies
all in a rhythm
of being
of celebration
of gratefulness

so who is to chop the firewood this evening?

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