The Triumph of Pain

To do without the pains in life,
is for our minds to always be, 
only mere flower buds.
And in due time must,
only be peeled open;
one petal at a time.

So let there be pain.
And let there be heartache.
As then our very minds shall
blossom and bloom.
And shall keep on
Blossoming and blooming.

So let’s go, 
and blossom and bloom.
For then our minds shall,
rise and rise,
right up to the sky
whereby faith alone
our minds shall live on.
And in living on 
pain shall be seen 
more as a game,
to only blossom and bloom.

© Suzanna Scarlett Sladojevic 2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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June 5, 2017 at 10:07 AM
This was beautifully expressed Suzanna. Indeed, like they say, no pain, no gain. If we never loved, we'd never experience a broken heart and what fun would that be.
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May 30, 2017 at 5:49 PM
We all learn from painful obstacles in the process of our growth. I agree. Some of us blossom much earlier than others and then fade away. I kind of feel like a slow bloomer....maybe like grandma Moses who got such a late start. I enjoyed the metaphors in your poem Suzanna. : ) 7
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