Eternal Joy

The pressure slams itself against the seems, weakening their hold
The body wells up with joy that builds and builds and builds…
How long can it stay in?
How long can it be contained?
One stitch snaps apart letting forth a small trickle
The body strains to hold it in, but the fountain continues inside
The slow stream of joy yearns to grow, yearns to be boundlessly set free
Another suture breaks
And now another
Soon this joy has grown from a small creek to gushing river
Stitches break left and right, as the body is bursting at all seems
How can this joy endlessly flow?
How can it have a never-ending source?
Oh, but this well spills forth living water
An eternal spring
Endless joy from an endless love
And our joy reaches all
Covers all
And shares His love