The Joy has only just begun.

Embracing again a social circle,
The laughing endures moments in time,
Listening as your troubles pour in,
A silence rushes through my spine...

Lost you feel,
But through freedom you gain,
A fortune beyond this present day,
A fascination of reality,
That could wash all these away…

Breathe as if the day would end,
And borrow only sorrow’s land,
Return this troubled past to them,
And bathe in the river of tomorrow’s fan…

Walk before the glory tides,
Embrace the pain of what had bite,
And should the next day bring the sun,
Then, the joy has only just begun.


-Marcus Chow