The element of life that alters not
Is the steadfast immutability of change,
Thus, if it pervades through life with known constancy,
‘Twill be improvident, if in the pursuit of life, change is
Not anticipated, earnestly prepared for, and adapted to.
YemilBenjoy Copyright October 2012
Filed under General, Life
When situation occasions agony
And sorrow’s pain tends to linger on.
Forbear prolonged lamentation,
Lest in triumph it thrives and flourishes
Overcoming all avenues for joy within.
For the sorrow nurtured and kept alive
Forever as a companion tends to stays beside…
While that disposed of, in time, dissipates
Sparing more tears and anguish pronounced.
Nurture misery not, grief ‘s plan neither abet.
Truly, it is the soul, that despairs, that must
For its benefit, to hope eternal cling…
And the heart that in distressed anguish weeps
For its own plain relief, gladness must seek.
Thus within life’s brevity meant for all things
Extend not sorrow if it adventures near, that
It may not find habitation beyond its due…
But in earnest, room make for emotions pleasant,
Because ’tis when sorrow is bid farewell
That happiness, can fulfill its means and purpose
In joy’s delight and comfort, blossom free
Residing indeed amid inner solace and peace.