This Too Shall Pass
© by Rogue Poet

While it is important what our bodies do,
its much more important that our souls stay true
Cause without trust, we can't know love,
can't even feel the heat from above...
I can't explain why my soul's in this cage,
where the walls are made of sorrow and rage...
or why all of a sudden, my world turned dark,
and the lines of pain are now so stark.
But, I can say this world is real...
its an emotional whirlwind that I feel....
This storm of heat and angry rage,
doesn't pass so easily as turning the page,
because its entwined in life's desires...
and can't be separated by passion's fires!
It is as much me, as my beating heart;
just as the senses are a natural part....
And yet, much more than these can be,
for within my soul, it is a key...
To unlock my mind and let it wander,
seeking a refuge from which to ponder
Why life is filled with so many trials,
each a separate poison, in its own little vial.
An antidote too, lies within the glass,
directions for use,... this too shall pass!
July 1997