Had it not been for troughs
We wouldn’t have felt the high crests;
And the world would have been boring and plain.
Had it not been for the dark nights
The sunny days would have been the normal;
And tell me who would have known how sunrises feel?
The warmth of a hug would have had no meaning
If it weren’t for the pain of separation.
The joy of riding downhill would have been a pain too
had we not known how it feels while ascending.
And tell me if success would have had any meaning,
if failures were nothing but a myth.
Or would appreciation ever boost you up
If you lived without getting acquainted to criticism?
Life, my dear love, is a wave
that goes up and crashes down
and remember you can’t fight against it
So just ride on along.
And Karma is the sea that it forms on
that ensures what goes around comes back around.