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Come, O sorrows and be my waking call, 
Be to my life of joys a bit of blight, 
Upon a hard day's work a short respite, 
Be pleasant autumn before barren fall. 

Come with dark clouds of rain with silver line, 
Soften my joys, set me for looming pain, 
Show Buddha smile with subtle smirk so fine 
That takes mid-path hailing both sun and rain. 

Life’s no undiluted desert of grey grief 
Devoid of any a cool breeze of joy, 
If too smooth gets ride to a far off cliff, 
Thrills get short like a child’s joy of new toy.

Come O sorrows, come as my surprise treat, 
An unknown thrill there’s in getting way-lost, 
Let even reaching right come at some cost, 
After sour taste water tastes somewhat sweet. 

Come that my cup of joy fills up a full,
He that hath felt no grief feeleth no joy,
Come to make my joys and sorrows equal,
Be my welcome guest, shy nor ever coy.

And O Sorrows, not just that ye visit,
Dig unto me deeper carves that would last,
So that when joys come more of them can fit,
Capacities have I for both so vast.

And O thou, I well know: in this dual world,
The dancing duals dance in such a way,
They become two balanced wings of a bird,
Twain of life like dark and light, night and day.

Come, waver not; help me sail through life’s sea,
Let waves of joy and sorrow therein clash,
Let it but one seamless continuum be,
As twain thou hast but one soul, dual flesh.

Come to complete my lifelong melody, 
Make one whole my truncated joy and bliss,
And conclude my unfinished symphony, 
Come to give me a life-sustaining kiss. 

If people equate thee with a dark cloud,
Worry not, for I know: there’s no rainbow
Without clouds, discard that guilt-covered shroud,
Soon as a storm subsides, peace does follow.

Two hearts that come together in sorrows
Stay united for long with stronger ties,
And love cleansed with mutual tears farther goes,
Joy and sorrows are no adversaries.   

Joy and grief birds be roosting on same tree,
And never known to get separated,
I know, when one wishes to visit me,
The other’s just asleep right in my bed.  
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Musings | 15.10.15 | ode
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