If life be a rose, those who pick it may find
both petal and thorn, sweet and the unkind;
and essence as well as the outer husk,
for each is essential, both prick and musk.
If life be negation, that null space filled
with trials and hardship and tests of will,
it is also a loud, resounding yes;
for to be true life it cannot be less.
For life to be lived fully it must contain
a mixture of sorrow, pleasure and pain;
Each one has its place in the plan of things,
we must not spurn the lessons each one brings.
Just life? Just a rose? Just a yes or no?
It is only belief that makes it so.
05 DEC 2002
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