When the sun shines,
And the wind sings,
When all seems right with the world:
Sometimes we weep.
When arctic cold
Pelts our skin
And nothing but clouds
And thunder prevail:
Sometimes we weep.
When birth and death
Become entangled
In this thing we call life:
Sometimes we weep.
When our soul cries out
With longing,
And our spirit reaches
For the highest summit:
Sometimes we weep.
Yes, sometimes we weep.
Yet, so many times we laugh,
We sing,
We share,
We grow.
We move.
Sometimes we weep.
But not always.
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