Loss

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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