Enriched and Ennobled by Sorrow

[versedispenser]

Had sorrow not met me

With a slap on my face

I would have dwelt on

My foolish walk

Had tragedy not shown

Life's balancing acts

Happiness I would never have known.

 

Had the tears of bitterness

Never surfaced through these eyes

Haughtiness and scorn I would have passed

Had sorrow not allowed

My infirmities to limit me

Delusions I would surely have amassed.

 

Sorrow enriched my otherwise

Charmed, perfect life

And intimately led me

To stretch forth my hand

And walk alongside those

Who are equally hurting

And make them strong

Once again to stand.

 

Had sorrow not enrich

And ennobled me

Never would I dig deeper

Through the depths of my heart

Had I not been cloaked

With the garment of loneliness

I could never tell 

That joy also plays its part.

[incantation]

Such potent writing...well done

[Tinker]

Hello Versedispenser,  I'm a little late but Welcome to PMO.   

This poem is beautiful.  Something very old soul about it.  Yet written in modern language and style.  Nice intro.

~~Tink