MEDITATION ON TIME

Sadness

When crush of the world has receded, 
And life gains a slice of freedom, 
Mind begins to remove its guards, 
Loneliness slowly descends and takes hold, 
Subliminal sadness unmasks subtly, 
Silently resonating with nature's silence.

Sadness is not a torment, 
But a mind disenchanted and a spirit uncoiled, 
One of the natural states of existence.

Is happiness a worked-up sheen 
Over the sad nature of man?

Sadness is a pause for a struggling spirit, 
Reflection on a long crusade, 
Prelude to a rebirth.

Never smother a sadness, 
It has its own purpose, 
Man's sadness is in synchrony with nature, 
And creative sadness is his ripeness.