Sonnet: Work Hard To Relax With Ease Poem by Dr John Celes

You have to labor hard and sow the seed
To reap a harvest plentiful and rich;
You have to slog and cook for hours to feed,
And stop the fabric's gaping hole by stitch.

You have to train in grueling methods,
Before you turn an expert in a field;
To find the worms, they search so hard, all birds;
Protection comes when you carry a shield!

You have to go across your stormy days in life
To feel the calm of halcyon moments;
You have to undergo the woes of strife,
To feel the bliss of life's joyous garments.

You have to go into the jaws of death,
So that your soul receives a new re-birth.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-11-2016