Woman is that she might love a child

PURE JOY

This is the purest form of joy.
My love and I with God
have created a new life.
And I have felt it move within me.
Surely no joy can compete.

This, then is joy supreme,
I hold that new life in my arms
A spirit so newly come from Heaven.
this is my joy complete.

No more joy can fill my heart.
My soul could not hold more.
My child walks along with me
and talks of God, and life and love.

But, what? there is more than joy,
my child speaks to me
of dreams and fears
and all his thoughts
and trusts me to understand and heal.

Where in the folds of time unknown
lies the limits to my joy?
Not in this life, nor on this earth,
but long past eternity,.

"Man is that he might have joy,"and Woman is that she might love a child