Sisyphean Solace
Eternity is a long time to learn.
Yet Sisyphus was able to adjust
To his punishment. He refused to yearn
For bright tomorrows and knew that he must
Dispel any and all such thoughts of hope.
His salvation was not the morrows but
The moment at hand. Not the highest slope
The boulder could attain, in vain it must
Descend again. But the span of descent
Was his freedom: this brief trek down the hill
Was his only joy before his next ascent
Once more and endless treks as yet fulfilled.
Man through his suffering does find solace
Often long waited and found anyplace.
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