The life everlasting

Though trial and hardship make me woe

I am more than this suffering alone

What gives me strength my mind cannot know

Its through these days that my soul grows

The cold is brutal and the nights are dark

When I feel Im fading, Im reminded of this lark

The cosmic joke that is ever present

This structure of ego that is evanescent

Without a rival, I am at ease

Through just survival life is appeased

What more can I wish for than this challenge of illusion

How real it can seem to be caught in confusion

Grappling with ideations, and forfeiting creations

At last my surrender comes to all situations

To muster this courage, be quiet and unstirring

Cessate not to the oppulence alluring

Look not at the past but into this time

this now, this moment, this heart, this mind

All the hows cannot equate to the whys

all is a reminder of laughter and cries

Thoughts and feelings of pity and self doubt

amount to a soul simply blown about

Perhaps one day it will all come out

Dripping down the page without a sound