If you ask me what brings me joy these days. If you ask and I close my eyes to reflect on the word, to let it flow from my tongue as the thought of it rests deep within. If you ask what even feels joyful to me these days. I would close my eyes, smile, let the word seep down through my pores and with eyes still closed, say light.
See if you know you are a city, even if built on a hill, know you will still shine. Darkness can never hide what is meant to emit light, no matter how it tries. So if you dare to ask me what brings me joy. Light and only light plus all those who dwell in light.
Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 
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