Imagine sorrow digging a trench in your soul
A seemingly endless hole
Whose bottom is filled with pain, grief and sadness

The base is so deep
So is the pain

In that trench of everlasting grief there is a breath
A glimmer of thought

The amount of suffering it takes to fill
Is the amount of depth it takes to complete

That feeling

Invert the pain
That trench…that feeling
That is your capacity of hope
That seemingly endless hole
Will one day be the seemingly endless mountain

The peaks arising
The beautiful horizon
Away from the pain
Away from the sorrow
Away from the darkness
Into the light
Joy and happiness

The capacity for pain
Is the capacity for Love

People are too quick to dismiss emotions. People are too quick to evoke the wrong emotions. If we accept all feelings, painful and painless, then we might learn. -Enreal

“What does not kill me makes me stronger” -Friedrich Neitzsche

“Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, and shares the nature of infinity”