The Story of Joy Mountain

Thousands of years ago, there arose
a tiny sonorous ting-tong,
an otherworldly sing-song,
and gentle bells rang
in a clang of cloud-spers —
the whispers of magical clouds.

The wise man with the red beard
answered the call from above…
to write
The Book of Joy.

As the sage engaged
with wonder and whim,
a glowing Soulburger
appeared to him.

With every new page,
a new Soulburger
sprang to life.

Red Beard would read from the book
when the world needed reminding
of its joyous intent.

This wise man is long gone now.

But the Soulburgers live on.
And the Book of Joy lives on.

Where?

On Joy Mountain.

When the world needs joy rebooting,
the Soulburgers can be heard
singing and toot-tooting.

When they come for a visit,
don’t ask them “Who is it?”

Just open your heart
with good cheer
and sing out:

I am here,
I am here,
I am here.