Welcome the Gatecrasher

Be wary of joy without a source tangible, she cautions
You can’t trust a happiness that shows up without announcement, he says


But when lockstep, good intentions and plans shuffle to a side
Happiness decides to betray your professionally curated excuses for misery
Your heart chooses to celebrate without asking permission of circumstances
And your soul goes rogue on the confederacy of gloom, by blessing the Lord

When joy sneaks up on you through doors you didn’t realize were there
And strength shows up after you forget to issue it an invite
With no recourse to facts, it unfurls warmth within you


In unassuming state of bliss, it spites pain
And flat-lines the confusing beeps of highs and lows, ushering in shhhh…peace.