In the happy hours when laugh rings so clear -
and joy elevates to banish every other fear.
The sunny cobbled path where footsteps tread,
with hopeful words and promises unsaid.
The shadow hangs and darkness reigns light -
and despair engulfs to end the brief delight.
Tears like streams carve their lonely course -
and grief speaks with an overwhelming force.
The pendulum that swings from high to low,
the everchanging tides that ebb and flow.
A spark is there, where courage finds breath -
and keeps up the battle till approaching death.
Every cry that deepens through the night,
a morning welcomes to make darkness bright.
Storm or calm or throught winter till spring,
the soul endures what sufferings bring.
In hide-and-seek of darkness and light,
we find the strength to carry on the fight.
In wondrous blending of joy and pain,
we learn to love, live and hope again.
When at last the final chapter is read,
with laughter and tears already shed.
We will know this journey that we made,
throught the light and shadow, being unafraid.
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