The pains of the past
Are like cries of orphans
Reminding us
That life is no paradise
And fear can cast
Its shadow.
But those pains
Can put a crown of courage
That can propel us
To soar like an eagle
And defy
The raging wind.
Copyright 2020, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
The pains and sorrows of life remind us that life is not an easy game. But pain is like a purifying agent! When metal is heated in fire, it becomes stronger and more pliable and supple. In the same way, when we face the tribulations of life we become stronger and it helps us soar higher and higher! A beautiful poem with much philosophical thoughts!
To soar like an eagle........beautiful..........great conclusion........thank u.....anjandev roy.
Pains! ! Memories! With the strength to move on today. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Past memories! ! ! ! The Courage to move on today! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Every adversity has seed for greater potentiality and forbearance Madam.
Well written poems ned to be reread from time to time. This is one of those chosen few. Many thanks again Rose Marie, five stars and worthy of them. Take care and remain poetry enriched and blessed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautifully composed piece. Truly inspiring and uplifting....10+++++++