It is loss
(As much as gain)
That binds us
It is pain
(As much as joy)
That joins us
It is suffering
(As much as satisfaction)
That moulds us
It is darkness
(As much as light)
That defines us
It is death
(As much as life)
That tests us
It is regret
(As much as foresight)
That bends us
It is rest
(As much as effort)
That sustains us
It is loss
(As much as love)
That makes us

Wayne Visser © 2012


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