Required Pain

If we should dare to blind truth face

with a sincere heart speaking soft without haste.

Would it then be through divine eyes we see

That with the absence of suffering,

The soul would never really know

the truth of being pleased.

For both are intertwined

Twisted and mixed

And all revealed in time.

For it is much like that the coming of rain,

With its darkness, its cold and its lingering pain.

For without the darkness in our day

Could we, would we,

recognize the light when it came our way.

Pray tell…what could be more divine

than the cold hurtful rain falling from our sky?

For without this…

Could we attest to and in truth,

when the sun truly did shine?

As I see, and as I must say,

The former is required

To be able in honesty

 to hold bliss in our hearts this day.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005

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