If I could will it, everyone would dream forever!
It I could will it, no harm would ever come!
But how would people ever feel!?
If I could will it, impermanence would fall!
But what point then would there be to it all?!
If I could will it, fulfilment could be found in joy alone!
But that's an invalid equation, it doesn't add up!
And yet there is a karmic balance that must be upkept, is that right?!
There is no joy without the presence of suffering!
And yet there is a need of pain to temper one's will!
That's right.
I already vowed to entertain this folly!Yes you did, yes you did.
I want to rise above these circumstances.
That's a good start to motivation!
Destiny, could you be in my control?
Temper your expectations!
Oh, wayward soul, let these waters enthrall,
You, who've borne the brunt of chaos' squall.
Anoint me your Champion, clad in your woe,
Those who profit from strife, let them know.
In my travail, find solace, in our shared grief,
Together, in victory or folly, fostered shall be relief.
For a day of tranquil repose, we both yearn,
Let these sorrows finally adjourn.