Oh I do wish the world might offer solace
When it is we are all wandering an alone,
A wonder is to recognize any one pace
Could, would offer a shoulder to unknown
Soul who cries in the midst of happiness,
For it is the season to seek absolute joy,
Because we were told, and now deploy
Our finest avenues of energy to impress.
Yet how might the onlooker really feel
If in the end their yearning find sorrow,
If only in a moment their truth borrow
The Grace in everyone’s eyes they appeal.
For when the world begins to understand
Is the time that hardship wears no land.