The sway of the sycamore tree's delicate branches
The calm nap face of a dreaming stray dog
The jarringly bright reflection of the sun on a car's dash
Giggling children with half-chewed food in their mouths
A realist sees math, and feels joy
An optimist sees music, and feels joy
A romantic sees poetry, and feels joy
Math or music or poetry,
Joy is the state most naturally met,
The means to the end matter as much as
fish bones do to a vegan
being tidy does to an emotionally fragile hoarder
a WiFi router to a marine biologist in a submarine
two dental kits in a ventriloquist's travel bag
