The most simple, essential beauty. You don't understand what this experience means until it slips from your life.
In its absence, the voice of worry and fear bite with bigger teeth, ripping more blood in their thieved pieces of flesh. In its absence, the darker side of being feels like it will win. Blackness becomes incomprehensible and insurmountable. Terrifying.
The loss of Joy reminds you of its light. Of the dancing white-bright shade that can lift you to places of sublime alrightness. Of the way life can feel in its tickling embrace.
Joy is the beauty you take for granted until it is gone. But maybe a more complete understanding of its gifts is worth a temporary exile.
