There is no pain in presence.
Until the final score is tallied, this most engaging run.
In the game of Joy and Sorrows, joy always wins by one.
I bow to no man,
no man bows to me.
But when I behold, nature sublime
it brings me to my knees.
Every hardship becomes more humorous
with it’s every re-telling.
Every joy becomes a longing
for one such moment more.
Every heart break remains a heart ache,
forever bitter sweet.
If you will lay down your shield
and submit to me your sword
I will arm you and shield you from harm
The hardest thing to ever find
Is always under foot.