Why

Our short and mortal life

Is full of joy and full of strife.

Both the evil and the good

Make sense when it is understood

That we as creatures do not last

And time is winding down so fast.

We’d rather lash out at the skies

Than face the fact of our demise.

We’d rather blame the God of grace

Than recognize our earthly place.

But if we can accept that we

Are here just temporarily,

Death becomes less of a shock

And we can finally take stock.

We’ll see that every breath’s a gift,

Which should our saddened spirits lift.

For when you know that you will end,

You’re free to finally suspend

The need to have explained to you

Why things go down the way they do.

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The Moment

For every valley, deep and dark,

A flame of glee begins to spark.

When we cry out from mountain tops,

A time will come when feasting stops.

Do not ask “why” of suffering;

Don’t to despair or brightness cling.

Shadows fall and light will rise.

It’s all laid out before your eyes.

Life is not life without its seasons,

And darkness has no deeper reasons

Than to balance out the light.

So keep the longer view in sight.

What now is will soon be past.

Embrace the moment while it lasts.

No Guarantees

There never was a guarantee

That life would go on easily.

God does not exist for you,

To make all of your dreams come true.

Stop useless screaming at the sky

As if it owes you a reply.

We are all upon this earth,

Fighting to find our sacred worth.

We all will know of tears and pain,

Just as we’ll know of joy and gain.

You are not owed a lighter path,

So save your shallow, selfish wrath.

Accept the tide of life that flows,

Embrace your path where’er it goes.