and last and worse of all would be hope,
not knowing where we misplaced it.
not searching nor fighting
is worst of all time wasted.
is to desire
and to avoid it is to chase it
there is no moment so common when lost
that one could later manage to replace it
to see the truth of things and when found,
hold it up and face it.
or hate it. or adore it. in any case embrace it.
resigned to know life short and sweet,
always short, but only sweet when tasted.
so short and sweet, but only sweet when tasted.