Kiss the Joy

"Kiss the joy as it flies..."

This is a line from a famous poem titled "Eternity" by William Blake.

Someone in my Death Cafe today said she always hated that line in the poem because she wants to hold on to the joy. She wants to keep it close to her. She wants to hold it so tight that it can't leave her.

But she also said she knows that isn't how joy works. That it is by nature ephemeral. That it is fleeting. That it can't be restrained or tied down or it will surely die.

That by letting go and releasing it, there is more of it for everyone. Joy is free. Joy must feel free.

Same with love.