Why

I spent so many lonely days,
many even lonelier nights,
asking of myself 
the whys and wherefores
of this terrible life.
To suffer such ignoble pains,
to be unjustly accused
of things I had not done.
 
I searched and sought
for reasons unknown.
Did I deserve such a life?
Or should I count the blessings,
a handful of good times?
Should I be content 
with what I've received?
 
Can I say I'm incomplete?
That I have not achieved?
Or is there a balance somewhere
that is forever eluding me.
Do I double count ill luck?
Do I half the good old times?
I must at least be sincere-
evaluate my life complete.
 
Yet if it's peace I seek
I must remember
that it is not for me
to ask why this, why that,
rather admit that happiness
comes only if we accept and say
"Thy will be done".
 
Then I'll need to trek 
uncharted roads,
fall into dark ravines;
meander through ugly days,
loiter through dreary solitary nights.
 
For I shall find all comfort:
the sadness I left behind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Hind Avatar
June 11, 2025 at 6:12 PM
A powerful end. Was not expecting, but very wise "For I shall find all comfort: the sadness I left behind."
Godwin Avatar
June 11, 2025 at 4:40 PM
That flowed out of you, didn't it? What a poetic release of the gray inside you, gray we all have. You are still here because you are still meant to be here. It is an outstanding write. Happy is a fairy tale, but if we let go and let God, we can achieve content and that is a powerful achievement. Despite appearances, all things are always in divine order. Hugging you and embracing the beautiful spill of raw earthy emotions. You are loved. You are love.
Sands Avatar
June 10, 2025 at 2:16 PM
Well written. It sure explains how it can be as we travel through life. Take care. :)
Rodgers Avatar
June 10, 2025 at 10:03 AM
Dear Victor, Oh how deep into those lonely nights and searching days we all know too well. I feel the longing for your questions and the hope in your journey, as you wrestle with pain and blessings, seeking peace. Yes, acceptance, not answers, can light the way forward, and that comfort waits in the road ahead. Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Winter Avatar
June 10, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Dear Victor, this poem touched my heart. A moving piece! This poem is a powerful exploration of life's struggles and the quest for peace. Your introspective words and vivid imagery resonate deeply. The shift from questioning to acceptance is beautifully done, and the poem feels like a heartfelt journey. Hugs
Kendrick Avatar
June 10, 2025 at 4:11 AM
Victor, accepting God's will for our life makes life so much simpler. I always like to say to myself a somewhat quote from the Bible, every good and perfect thing is from above. If it is not good or perfect, then it is not from above, but also, we have to remember that God sees the end of our journey and not just the present. Sara K..I enjoyed reading this one.
Buehler Avatar
June 9, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Victor, this well composed poem brings to mind the words of the gospel song called, 'Farther Along, ' which goes, 'Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine. We'll understand it all by and by.' Blessings and hugs.
Rose  Avatar
June 9, 2025 at 3:00 PM
Best leave your sadness behind every chance you get, dear Victor,
Dietrich Avatar
June 9, 2025 at 11:35 AM
There certainly is a lot of suffering along with the good. Only death will bring true relief. I pray and still I am in physical pain. I guess just grin and bear it.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 9, 2025 at 6:44 AM
It is so hard at the end of a beautiful life, the one left behind. I see it always in my Dad’s face. His eyes have mostly dried. He depends on our visits. Blessings, my friend!
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