The Fruit of Joy

Just as all have found their portion
Oh, what sweet and subtle taste
You have found the fruits of spirit
Justice doesn't hide her face
Only ask and it is given
Yearly, daily, moments soon
Jaded times or filled with pleasure
On the hour or at noon
Yes, at midnight in your life
Jackals may attack; though fail
Omnipotent help is there
Yearning as the passing gale!
"Joyful, joyful we adore thee"
Oh! what melody we love
You have found its secret splendor
Just as hail is from above
One gives knowledge of the fruit
You alone must reach and feel
Journey to your secret place
Objective and so very real
Yellow suns will pass and perish
Joy is great; eternal be
Oblige yourself to read and find it
Your joy is sweet upon that tree!