Pain and Pleasure a Crooked Line
Pain and Pleasure a Crooked line.
By Tony DeLorger © 2013
Not without pain does life ensue,
and not without the solace of knowing,
that each experience, imbibed with hurt,
guides us, the key to pleasures unrealised.
The irony is profound,
but truth so often surprises a mind,
limited to the perspective of self,
living without the understanding of balance.
Amid the hurt of life's harsh vents,
we blame and curse a world so cruel,
yet beauty encompasses all life's course,
for a mind open to its reality.
Pleasure is but a hair from pain,
more about our perception of it,
and we, who wallow in what we judge as hurt,
take pleasure for granted, as if owed.
All in life is relative,
not one thing rules over another,
simply how we see it in acceptance,
does our experience ensue.
So in the end, challenges appear,
and how we respond defines our experience,
either good or bad delivers gifts,
of understanding the process of life.
And within that understanding,
is how we experience pain to great degrees,
and when judgements subside,
we feel the depths and reality of experience, unencumbered.
All things are relative.
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