Bursts in heart, from the cinders of despair
Bud of quiescent fury, a tide to upheave
Spirit lost in pasts, of that soul debonair
Jigs to the jingles, of the newfound flare
Joie de vivre, joie de vivre, joie de vivre

Every inch of nerve, every lungful of air
Each beat of heart, each buoyant heave
Found a reason today, to smugly swear
That the need of bliss, is the creed to share
Joie de vivre, joie de vivre, joie de vivre

“My Lord! Thy blessing, is joy’s solitaire
In a child’s smile, I behold and believe
That the age of joy, is many a light-year
If that child never dies, in the man, beware
Joie de vivre, joie de vivre, joie de vivre”

Every soul reborn, for the realms to bear
That chase rekindled, posterity’s reprieve
Yes, longings must last, longer than the prayer
For they stir the soul, in this angelic affair
Joie de vivre, joie de vivre, joie de vivre

Whose name is joy, a dove with a flair
Coos in hearts, the psalms, that weave
The yarn of nirvana, for bare soul to wear
Eternal its sublime sheen, no fear of tear
Joie de vivre, joie de vivre, joie de vivre

© 2015 Vikas Chandra