Laughter

Laughter reaches into places

Some would say have no space for it,

Yet it fits itself into the

Tightest, smallest gaps existing

In the face of opposition:

Bosses, priests, the sternest people.

Without fear or hesitation,

Laughter steals away the silence.

And the harder it’s rejected

All the more the laugh’s determined

To creep in where it’s unwanted,

Bursting through the dam’s small fissures,

Loud and bright and swift and gushing

Flooding over all before it.

Till it hits unmoving objects,

Mountains, houses, hearts of granite,

Wildly now the laughter laps them,

Then it loses its momentum.

Soon enough it calms and ceases,

Settling in pools of stillness.

Hold the laughter.  Scoop it closer,

Though there’s no way you can keep it,

For it leaks through cracks and breaches,

Running to its lowest level.

You may feel the urge to trap it

Just to find it when it’s needed.

Let it go, accept the failure.

Simply welcome its replacement.

Waste no time on stifling laughter,

Know for sure it would be futile.

Laughter reaches into places

Some would say have no space for it.

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