Pain and Her Joy

In this happiness, my heart cries in joy...
It then manifested in the gross state as tears...
They call it 'tears of joy'.

Oh, how thankful I am for all these happiness,
For they never fail to remind me...
That in my misfortune and sadness,
I will always be blessed with the rewards of joy.

Happiness is fickle it seems,
Yet I find it hard to believe,
As She is more so of a teacher...

A teacher Who teaches me to be strong,
And persevere...in times of Her absence,
With the absence, then only I can find myself...
Manifested...