human heart
fresh as nature
pure as rain,
grows slowly
with sorrow and pain.
life accelerates
with ample breaks,
heart once pure and plain
stumbling now
with distress-disdain.
life becomes hell of hollow,
heart singing a song of sorrow.
but the rule of life is to live,
we learn to live
from sorrow and grief.
rising from dismal
to turn life’s new leaf,
because the falling step
leads to the rising belief.
life may have fallen
pure as rain,
grows slowly
with sorrow and pain.
life accelerates
with ample breaks,
heart once pure and plain
stumbling now
with distress-disdain.
life becomes hell of hollow,
heart singing a song of sorrow.
but the rule of life is to live,
we learn to live
from sorrow and grief.
rising from dismal
to turn life’s new leaf,
because the falling step
leads to the rising belief.
life may have fallen
on hearth and heath,
but we still can try it to heave.
but we still can try it to heave.
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