Joy is contagious. It can spread like a forest fire, whipped by a high, hot wind. Joy can be shared in a crowd. Or it can be savored all alone. Joy can bellow. Or it can fall soft as a kitten’s tread. Joy can excite. Or it can comfort. Joy can be sensuous. Or it can spring from the intellect. Joy can bewitch. Joy can be sweet. Or it can be zesty, euphoric, giddy. It can teach. It can heal. It can lay to rest old pain. In a world so darkened by suffering and uncertainty, joy can brighten our heavens and make life worth living all over again.