Sunday, September 5, 2010

Hope Floats


Relaxing on my smoothened couch,
I ponder upon the intricacies of life;
Why is it that some receive happiness,
Whilst others have to face strife.

The Utopia which we dream about,
Very seldom does it materialise;
An iota of joy comes only after,
Enduring a sea of sorrows, I surmise.

But always being beseiged by grief,
Is arguably everyone's biggest fear;
Sure enough, a few wretched souls,
Intermittently shed a dewy tear.

It's just law of averages I guess,
And no one can be joyous forever;
So maybe the best we can do in testing times,
Is to try and keep our act together.

At the end of it all I've just realised,
It doesn't cost much to be sanguine;
For, surely, the gloomy clouds would,
Give way to bright sunshine ...