Untouchable
Life is a balance of holding on and letting go
Where we weighed both quality of joy and sorrow
We live, we love, we cry, we understand
Sometimes too, we ask dumbfound.
Life is a gift, that is given
Uncomparable to other essential things
The mystery of joy and the hope of love
Were once a masterpiece provided by God
But beyond these -- where mirth stops
Is the endless myth of sadness, in contrast
Came upon to justify true happiness
Achieved not in our daily frolicsome needs
Nor at every junction's beauty we perceived
But in understanding of all the things that exist
Partly, how true love is attained
Not in need of every material thing...
And partly how love is lost
Because you really choose.
Donward Bughaw
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