Sorrow falls where happiness fails
Laughter, tears, endless trails
Beyond that place we usually hide
Much deeper still we must abide
Sprinkled through the life we live
Magic’s touch, we must forgive
Life and death writ upon our hands
Each trickles through us, life’s fine sands
Never knowing where or when
Moments pass, new ones begin
All around us, what we’ve brought forth
Waiting within, our true north
So much to ponder, but more to live
Often wonder, what to give
Never knowing where or when
Moments pass, new ones begin
Freehand drawing, life appears
Moves us past all the tears
Never knowing where or when
Moments pass, new ones begin
Poetic Alchemist 
Yes, life can be like this, but the wonder of it all is that even death is a part of life — I enjoyed this. The repetition of “Moments pass, new ones begin” flowed well and made the message very clear.
Floots: Thanks. I appreciate your insight and comment.
“freehand drawing” says it for me
things move on – but not to a pre-ordained pattern
nice thought don
thank you
Margie: Thanks.Glad you enjoyed.
Wonderful poem, Don!
Margie:)
Thanks Gautami. I hear what you’re saying. Sometimes it all feels like it’s too much. Had one of those very days today, but here I am consoling a friend and letting poetry carry me to a better place (frame of mind). Gautami, you’re worth it! You have a special calling that only you can fulfill. That is no cliche. Just the plain unvarnished truth.
Dan: Thanks and I agree with your observation. Very much so. And yes, finally back with a poem. Too much too fast for me. S-l-o-w d-o-w-n I must remind myself.
Polona: Thanks. Keep blessing and world with your insightful glimpses of reality with so few words and beautiful pictures.
Kai: Thanks and glad you enjoyed this one. You’e a real inspiration to me. A heart bigger than the world.
wonderful
indeed.
love it!
I think we all feel that way sometimes, Gautami, if we’re honest with ourselves about it. Positive needs negative in order to be.
And thanks, Don, for this awaited poem.
LOVE!
Don, sometimes I wish not to live. For someone so positive, I feel so dejecte at times.