Better To Accept The Wretched Truth Than

I Had To Learn Compassion. Had To Learn What It Felt Like To Hate, And To Forgive And To Love And Be Loved. And To Lose People Close To Me. Had To Feel Deep Loneliness And Sorrow. And Then I Could Write.

What Haunted People Even, Perhaps Especially, On Their Deathbed? What Chased Them, Tortured Them And Brought Some Of Them To Their Knees? And [he] Thought He Had The Answer. Regret. Regret For Things Said, Things Done, And Things Not Done. Regret For The People They Might Have Been. And Failed To Be.

Where There Is Love There Is Courage, Where There Is Courage There Is Peace, Where There Is Peace There Is God. And When You Have God, You Have Everything.

How Much More Courage It Took To Be Kind Than To Be Cruel.

Better To Accept The Wretched Truth Than Struggle, Twisting To Make A Wish A Reality.