Laughter and smiles: A poem 

It is not unseemly to cry when we are in despair 

Our tears are only a giving vent to miserable fare 

But would be wrong to make a mountain of a molehill 

Or as a result of our troubles to perpetrate ill-will 

That benevolence in words and deeds will rain on the deserving 

If we with fortitude bear, and quell all our misgivings 

Remember to, gracefully, pay willingly for sins of past lives 

It is in so doing that the bounty of spiritual windfall arrives 

The taskmaster is cruel, but is love, as he wishes to purge 

Us of our sins, and rescue us from the clutches of the demiurge 

Grace is in willingly being contrite. Wisdom is in accepting judgement 

Destiny has a solution to everything; for the deserving it is God-sent 

Be generous in words and keep smiling even when in debilitating pain 

Gratitude for a chance to make amends will never go in vain 

Laughter is never lost; it is in thanking the eventual justice 

That the alchemical burning concludes, with the rising from the ashes