Every Crest Has A Trough

Every crest has a trough
Every high a low
Every rise a fall
Life does ebb and flow
So is the rule of life

A straight line, sans the highs and lows
Wouldn’t life be a boring ride
Aren’t we better, with twists and turns that life begets

Does one not need to experience darkness to appreciate light
Does not the vanquished understand victory better than the victor
Does failure not teach more than success

Life seen through a looking-glass is a full of warts and all
Every trouble a magnified
Fly up, look down from a thirty thousand feet above
If you have reasons to smile, what more could you ask of

As for me, it is a smile that spans from ear to ear
More blessings to count than curses to mourn