JOY

We sing JOY to the world,
Glad tidings of great JOY,
Because JOY is not just a
Message of dovelike angels
Cooing at tiny baby hands,
Which would wield miracles
And then be pierced through;
JOY is the whole purpose—
To create a heaven on earth
By transforming each mind
Into its God-consciousness,
Which releases all miseries
And spreads the good news
Of that miracle far and wide:
Let go of the piercing thorns
You grip tightly in your mind,
Open your heart like a flower;
We are beings meant for JOY.