Untouchable

Life is a balance of holding on and letting go Where we weighed both quality of joy and sorrow We live, we love, we cry, we understand Sometimes too, we ask dumbfound. Life is a gift, that is given Uncomparable to other essential things The mystery of joy and the hope of love Were once a masterpiece provided by God But beyond these -- where mirth stops Is the endless myth of sadness, in contrast Came upon to justify true happiness Achieved not in our daily frolicsome needs Nor at every junction's beauty we perceived But in understanding of all the things that exist Partly, how true love is attained Not in need of every material thing... And partly how love is lost Because you really choose. Donward Bughaw