Joy
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When your heavens are as brass And joy has fled, and Every door is shut, Do not forget the one That opens inward— The door of your heart, Whose handle is on the inside And which only you can open. Go out through that door And find one whose skies Are darker than yours, Whose burden is heavier; Bring him back with you Into your heart. There can you cleanse him with love, And clothe him with garments of truth, And put the ring of his unity With God upon his hand; There feed him with the word, And let him go. Then will your heavens be As radiant light, And your happiness and joy Such as never were On land or sea.