A Little Light

Poem By cheyenne mccartney

For everything a reason
and a season under the sun;
every puzzle has its answer
that is not uniquely our own.

Nothing remains a mystery
in the light of life's experience,
or hurts like the awareness
we cannot live it over again.

Yet nothing is ever lost if we
pass such wisdom to one another;
no life lived in vain, that sheds
light on the path for a brother.

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