We canot expect to live always on a smooth and even plane. We all face problems, worries, and fears; we all have our setbacks, our sorrows and misfortunes. They are part of the substance of living, and none of us can escape them.
You must make up your mind to the possibility of sustaining a certain measure of pain and trouble in your passage through life.
We cannot walk through out our life on mountain peaks. There are rivers and valleys along the way, and some are deep and treacherous, some a cruel challenge to human endurance.
But courage conquers all things.
And down through the centuries poets and philosophers have been telling us so in a fascinating ways.
One hundred years ago Paul Hamilton wrote an inspirational poem, which was carried by thousands in their pockets and purses:
Art thou in misery, brother? Then I pray
Be confronted. The grief shall pass away.
Art thou elated? Ah, be not too gay;
Temper this joy: this, too shall pass away.
Art thou in danger? Still let reason sway,
And cling to hope: this, too shall pass away.
Tempted art thou? In all thine anguish lay
One truth to heart; this, too shall pass away.
Do rays of loftier glory round thee play?
Kinglike art thou? This too, shall pass away!
Whate'ver thou art, where ever thy footsteps stray,
Head these wise words: This, too shall pass away.
The philosophy of centuries old Eastern Monarchs repeated by Paul Hayne is a proof that nothing lasts - not even pain.
William Shakespeare said - Come what may; Time and the hour runs through the darkest day,
Lets surrender to the wisdom of these great man and have courage because
This too shall pass away.
