Joy

A pulsating glow
that grows with anticipation
and adrenalin colours.
A summit emotion that beckons
to depressed climbers
caught in deep chasms of despair.
I am the gleam of elation in pupil dilation.
I am endorphin, the happy hormone.
I ignite oxygen and race
to outrun my heartbeat
and lubricate my ego.
A sartorial feast of chemicals
that force my direction upwards
to grab the peak prize.