Embrace the Lessons

In the classroom of the Cosmos Experience is the just and thoughtful Master. She taxes us to teach us strength; Plays silent games to teach us laughter. How can we scorn Her Wisdom, and cry She's been unfair, if the Lessons bring us closer to the Truth of who we really are? It's so much easier not to strive For the etheric and vaporous Light, For peaceful pondering amidst clamoring thoughts, To gather a quivering bold and brilliant insight. Less challenging is it to let the lessons pass By simply ignoring the glaring truth and pretending we don't see the signs reflecting the sacred, simple path. We can promise to set our hands to work Upon some far-flung, unspecific day, And waste a lifetime gathering petty lines For our childish, uneventful play. Unless we stretch and really reach For Knowledge, and the meaning behind it's veil, We're dull and drained of vigor, Sick of soul and rancor swells. There's no light to bring the blush of youth To placid cheeks afraid of candor; No spring enchanted steps to dance Or sparkling laughter filled eyes reflecting splendor. Within each painful moment, a chance to awaken sleeps. Breathlessly charge the day, and embrace the lessons that it keeps!