Ode to Joy

The happiest face in the world is the one who is looking at its happy family.

Love is an odd duck.

It finds happiness reflected off of the shimmering, changeable waters around it.

No amount of hard cold gold can compare with the genuine smiles of those who are loved.

And so it is that the heart is warmed, the soul defined, and the world brightened by something as ephemeral as another's joy.

My Ode To Joy is played on invisible heart strings to the accompaniment of nature's wonder.