Tensions

Billowy storm clouds turn to skies of azure blue Agonizing pain fades when its days are through The trek of life has its many ups and downs Its seasons of smiles, its times of frowns We hope more joy and gladness are recorded Than all the heartache and sadness that’s reported Yet troubles and trials are given that we might know That adversities strengthen; crises help us grow If all the joys were placed in a basket of cane And all the pains put in another of the same Then both are put on a balance scale at life’s end Would they equalize or which one would ascend Perhaps, it is just a matter of how one views life Joys are difficult to evaluate amid strife And pain often accompanies times of celebration These tensions are oft together whatever the occasion Daresay, it is not whether these tensions exist or not Inner feelings of ecstasy or agony play their part It’s how we handle and ascertain life’s various scripts Life’s many ups and downs, its differential treatments