The Cost of Joy

 The scope of love is endless, 

 As is the human heart.

 There can be no true ending, 

 When one cannot find the start. 

 Yet free will is present, 

 Which makes love require a choice.

 No heart can be conquered,

 When the actions match the voice. 

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy. 

 Joy is not entitled, 

 There are decisions and hard work. 

 The sweat of focused effort, 

 Behind every smile lurks.

 Because happiness can’t happen, 

 Unless it is desired. 

 For happiness is fueled, 

 From the heat of passion’s fire. 

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy. 

 This is not a condition, 

 This is a way of life. 

 This is the bond of fire, 

 Between a man and wife.

 This is the gentle healing, 

 That cures each hurt and pain. 

 This is the way of life, 

 Which never leaves one the same. 

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy.

 The path bears all the imprints, 

 Of legendary hearts. 

 All the nameless and the named, 

 To whom love did impart. 

 The meaning and the joys, 

 Of the endless song of living,

 The great effort towards this joy, 

Is to never stop giving.

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy.