Leaping For Joy.....Excerpt....The Ecstatic Dance Of Soul Poem by Jayita Bhattacharjee

The words that fly,
From the lips to the sky.
The glee that sings,
From the rim to the core.
The poetry recited from a wellspring within,
From the brink to the bosom,
Is this the joy that keeps us alive?

The delight that roams
From the earth to us,
The scent that travels
From the blossoms to the hearts,
The music that flies
From the soil to the souls,
The voice that rises,
From the wind to the spirit,
Is this the fervor that fills the air?

The joy that leaps,
From the heart to the earth,
The elation that spirals,
From the bottom to the high,
The ecstasy that springs,
From the ground to the sky,
The euphoria that rises
From the bosom to the breeze,
Is this the feeling that sings in air?

The melody that rises
In the wild blue yonder,
The poem that breaks
Through the curtain of sadness,
The verses that travel
Through the dark, dense madness,
The rhythm that fills
With wonder and wildness,
Is this the joy that sets us to gladness?


......Jayita Bhattacharjee