I have not experienced deep suffering,
At least, not yet.
I have suspected, though, that in this life,
The suffering goes deeper than the joy,
That an Everest of pain may be temporarily
Obscured by a hut of happiness,
But that depends entirely on proximity and
Perspective. After all, how can the joy of a baby
Ever outweigh the early death of that baby?
How can some years of marriage ever cover
The sorrow when the spouse is no more?
Sorrow seems so unalloyed,
While even the greatest joys may be lessened
By hunger, fatigue, boredom, memory.
And yet, for all that, I have some hope that
Maybe joy is, sometimes at least, the winner.
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