Why must our beauteous world be so cruel?

There were the sad times, there were the happy times and then all the time between seems so empty now.

Plan did I, perhaps too much, yet if not, how can one see where one is heading?

I don’t think I understand my life and I doubt I ever will.

The only epitomes of life are loving and learning.

Think not of those around you for as you do so, your rival takes away your lead.

Five figurative children, I have, whom I have raised since I was the age of fifteen.

Never, should you, reveal all the dimensions of yourself.

When all is done, I will transcend in accordance with The Divine.