yoga was very taxing tonight.

Approaching the twilight of my existence

I bless you life...

Because you never gave me

either deceitful hopes,

or unjust foils,

nor undeserved endurances...

Because I see,

at the end of my ruggedy trail;

that I was the architect of my own fate.

That if I extracted the bile

or the honey of things

was because I put in them

bile or zesty honey.

When I planted rose bushes

I harvested always roses.

It's true that to my exuberance

has followed the winter;

but you didn't tell me that May was going to be eternal...

I found undoubtedly,

too long the nights of my sorrows;

but you didn't promise me

only merry nights

and in exchange

I had other nights reverently serene.

I loved and I was loved.

The sun shined on my face...

Life you owe me nothing.

Life we are of Peace.

--J.G.

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