After the Pain There’s Love
(“The Heart of It #2”, 2007, original oil)
As trite as it may be
It doesn’t change the truth
From the pain of birth at the start
To the pain of dying in the end
With every step between
An opportunity to relearn
Time’s timeless living lesson;
After every build up
A release
After every climb
A descent
After holding on
You must let go
And in that moment
Find your peace
(11/2/25)
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