A face lay there in eternal sleep,
“After all, smiles and frowns are of this world”.
Just beside stood someone
in tears, sobbing.
But, none appear on the face in sleep.
So, could I wonder,
“After all, tears and sobs are of this world”.
Another sitting beside was
But, none seen on that face in sleep,
Shouldn’t I wonder,
“After all, sadnesses and pains are of this world”.
And, then I stood observing everything around and came back to the face that lay in sleep.
That face seemed reprieved of all responsibility,
Nothing about anyone or anything concerned it now.
Wouldn’t I wonder,
“After all, responsibilities and concerns are of this world”.
I can see some here running memories of this face in sleep,
All their expectations silenced,
Yet, all expecting the face to get up from sleep.
Now I am not surprised that I wonder,
“After all, memories and expectations are of this world”.
I am left with one question now, “if smiles, frowns, tears, sobs, sadnesses, happinesses, pains, pleasures, responsibilities, concerns, memories and expectations will leave me when I have my eternal sleep, why have I been made to struggle to overcome some of these and pursue others while I am here in this world?”
Why shouldn’t I be drowning in sadness with no real hope of happiness? Why when I am sad, be lit with a hope that I will be happy someday.
Or, why shouldn’t I be happy while avoiding sadness completely?
Or, why shouldn’t I choose pleasure over pain?
Or, why shouldn’t I accept pain and never get a moment of pleasure again?
Is there a way I can choose for myself?
Or, there is no real choice but the existence of all of the above is a continuum, until there is none?
If it’s a continuum and one kept appearing after the other doesn’t that mean:
I am happy now to be sad later
I am sad now to be happy later
I am teary now about a laughter that will come later
I am laughing now at my tears that will come later
I am pained now by a pleasure that would come later
I am filled with pleasure now for a pain to come later
I am right now to be wrong later
I am wrong now to be right later
Can I just be whatever I may be now? But, wouldn’t it be alright that I desire to be anything else?!