Others Bolder than I

others bolder than I
have molded lava and learned to fly
upwards beyond sorrow
through exhuberance into sky

yet others wiser than I
have probed the depths of every lie
plumbed reason itself
and why seasons die

these have sought to apply
wisdom gained to the tear filled cry
only to find hearts retreating
and minds which love deny

yes, oddly to find that souls gone dry
hope instead to forever die
rather than accept wonderous joy
they hold onto their daily sighs

others more sanguine than I
believing the sun’s worth another try
have sung of life but been disdained
by those others with blinded eyes

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