Downs and Ups

DOWNS and UPS

With great sorrow
I contemplate the morrow
with each sigh
as if to die
Not knowing why
Of hope I decry

So alone it seems
As if in my dreams
I can find some hope
Within my scope
To escape this pain
Which over me doth reign
The answer it seems
unanswered remain

ti's not every day
This sorrow doth visit
But when it comes
It covers and warms
With a familiarity
That sharpens with clarity
The focus of the mind
To create and unwind
Eventually to see
What is meant to be
And like a mirror reflecting back,
watching what it is we lack

with this new eye
upon ourselves we spy
and bring forth
from those ashes of pain
a new creation
a glimmer of hope
we reach out our hands
and grab for that rope
-Shiidon, June 2008

First of all, I am alive and well. I am happy contrary to the way this poem starts off. This poem streamed out of me as I finished the previous one and it would not let me go to sleep until it was written down. We all go through ups and downs in our lives. Now, if anybody knows of anyone that does not feel blue or down at times, please let me know. I do not believe that anyone is immune from the up and down swings that life dishes out to us. It is how we deal with those ups and downs that make a difference. From the wisdom of my mother, "never be too happy, nor too sad." She attributes it to the Bahá'í Writings, regardless, it is sage advise. I just have to remember it more often I think. To remember always that there is a rope to hold on to helps keep ones perspective when things are low.