Joy

Oh this song
  breaking forth on the wings of the dawn
Dormant for a time
  now springing forth from the ancient well
Drawn up fresh
  a surprise to all who hear or are listening
You cannot make
  it on your own melody, it is not to be
A surrender to
  surprise in the air of beginnings new
The fullness
  bursting with the abundance of meaning
Drifting on
  through the ages to be born once more