I was lucky to meet that,
Which some never do.
To meet that,
Which many cannot meet.
To wish it away,
To be those who never have,
Or even be those who cannot.
To meet that, and rise,
As many who have, have not.
To gain more than you ever knew,
Before meeting that which you now know,
Brings awakened life.
Have you met pain?
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Author:
E Naughton (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: To meet the pain of being, learn to live with it as an accepted companion on the journey of life.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
In many forms I have met pain. True; to sit with it and face it alone brings out in one a resilience one would never know if it weren’t for pain. Good write!
TY, pain to a human is like water to a plant, without it you cannot grow
I truly appreciate this poem. Something about its innuendo pulls me in with a revelation at the end....and who can deny its relevance and meaning?
Thank you Eugene
Reminds me of the pain of the caterpillar in its arduous journey toward flight. A delight to read. TFS.
Thank you cryptibard, I love your interpretation!!
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