Fable

Twin Buckets there lived in a well.
This is their parable.

Said the one, as he downward went,
With a rattle of discontent:

“What folly! drawn full to the top,
Returning with never a drop.”

Quoth his mate, coming skyward, “Why, nay!
I see it another way.

“However thirsty we sink,
We rise with a plenty to drink!”

Life's tapestry's woven so that it
Shines just as you choose to look at it,

And responds, as your wisdom hath struck it,
Like a full or an empty bucket!
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