Second To Joy

. Your joy reflects and colors much of the same
. Conditions being a life form and set in the frame

. Needed to survive and for my smile to flourish
. When your light for joy spans for no reason that I could name

. I see to the honesty of it is clear as day
. Misguided when lost, myself telling while depleting

. It's for the surface wielding to sense what you project
. Darkened ripples likely from tears that your joy is misleading

. Mornings will commence, course not needing
. Define natures palettes as you are, greeting