Life

LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall ?

Rapidly, merrily,
Life's sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily,
Enjoy them as they fly !

What though Death at times steps in
And calls our Best away ?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O'er hope, a heavy sway ?
Yet hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair !

by Charlotte Brontë

Comments (3)

She is leaving nothing out! ! Thanks for sharing.
To me this seems to be a part of a larger poem. Here also, the expression 'If you love Jesus you can't love anyone else'. I think anyone who loves Jesus will love everyone because he stands for love and compassion. Thanks.
Half-and-Half has been exhibited here so complete a combination of qualities in a state of perfect and universal harmony and love.........very well crafted........thanks for sharing