An Open Letter to the Human Race

"A condition of complete simplicity/(Costing not less than everything)" --T.S. Eliot in "Four Quartets"

And we shall live, my love. We shall live

            and breathe and hurt and laugh.

                        It is our only gift and our only curse.

It is folly to believe differently. Every moment

            is both—simultaneously, perfectly—

                        always bittersweet, always a beautiful

                                    balanced contradiction.

Our lives are the true paradox—everyday

            bringing us closer to death, everyday

                        bringing us more to life.

And what is more apt for us, my heart?

            We are the truth that cannot be.

                        We thrive as the nearly impossible,

                                    the utterly unlikely.

Life cannot help but to be pleasant pain

            and painful pleasure, always, perpetually.

                        We would not have it another way.

It must be as glorious as we, dear one.

            It must be our equal, our challenger.

                        We are meant to live our short, long lives

                                    and we shall. Our lives demand nothing less

           than everything.

Reviews

[Naomi Montana Walsh]

Bravo..really I loved this . because really this is or time to live.. death comes to everyone.. but life.. is the time to experience the good and the bad..well done.