written by: Beth Tremaglio
The youth will wish for age, the aged will wish for youth
In every setting sun, there is a sun rising.
In every storm, calm is present, in very calm a storm rages.
The blind will see more of life than those with sight.
Hope has lead many to despair, despair has lead many to hope.
Tragedy has birthed redemption, what redeems calamity.
Times of loneliness can feel most crowded and crowded most alone.
A single drop of rain has quenched the thirst of those parched, a downpour has left many tongues dry.
In every living person death exists, in every dying person life grows.
The most genuine prayer offers to the heavens has been offered from the hell within an ailing body.
And this is life…repeat