Resolution

Since trust is a mask that has nothing behind it And hope is not found where mortal can find it; Since love's looking glass can break in a minute Eracing the face that the soul has cast in it; Why would we care for winters or springs The scent of the blossom or the sweep of the wings? Since all is for naught with good or for ill Making folly an illusion to torment us still. Since all the unrest and eager endeavor Is nothing but vanity now and forever; A heart found bleeding to sustain the ideal Is nothing but pride with nothing that’s real. Should a man be brave but not know the strife With a reason to have and hold on to life? Or die by the sword but not know the dare Willing to be and be willing to bear? Man knows now how fate may be cheated How by being brave may the deeds be defeated; Killing the longing that lies in your bosom Desires not the fruit when you see the blossom; Wish not for the flower when you think of the bud Kill all the mavericks that cry for your blood. Hopes unfulfilled are an illegal delight For these are the dreams of a perfidious night; So let me imagine an infinite peace Felt without joy but a feeling of release; Something by which an immortal decree Is as like nothing as something can be.