Joy is Presence…

Joy is presence, grief is absence —
That small much is clear —
What was good is never lost, or
It was never here.

In our being there’s agreeing
If we’ll just but feel it —
What is good needs take no counsel
(Nor need you appeal it)

For there is a sudden season:
Life is lived, so do it —
What is good is its own reason,
That’s all there is to it

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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