Member Poem

When you are all hemmed in by shadows
and are bogged down by the burden you carry
When your fate conspires to lead you astray,
Rein in your despondency
for this too shall pass.

When you entertain myriad sundry thoughts
and your mind is inflamed with secret mistrust
when you are perplexed with doubtful dilemma,
Keep the flame of hope lit
for this too shall pass.

When has a sprightly stream ever
lingered under the weeping willow?
When have the raging river rapids
ever stopped to rest?
As the robust sun sets
so shall the cold hands of winter retreat,
As the foreboding clouds pass
they bring forth spring.

When the days of your life wear heavily upon you
Be not dismayed whatever betide,
This too shall pass.