Painful Joy
Waiting in the Fire
of painful hope
The mud is burned off
and gold becomes clean.
It’s a brief moment of eternity
lasting long enough to fulfill
The flow of blood into all one’s heart and soul.
Sorrowful joy you can’t avoid
brings you low before it brings you high.
Dressing in style hurts for awhile
when your fit is right, your all set for life.
The pain brought on , is then forever gone
and the feast awaits for you
to engage in your delight
the burning fire of this Loving Light.
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