One a light, the other a shadow

If joy is the light, it has much to owe

Sorrow, that provides a dark contrast

The reach both have within is vast

Joy and sorrow, these labels don’t stick

To existence, but they make our minds tick

Running to and from, both are a chase

An excuse to expand the mind’s space

It’s easy to lose ourselves in joy

Forgetting the one, given the privilege to enjoy

Sorrow can help us perceive

The distance, we grow if we don’t grieve

There is neither shadow nor light

That can force us to the depths or the height

The search ends when joy and sorrow are discarded

That independence must be guarded