Agony and Ecstasy

A beautiful baby was born,

In the early hours of the morn.

The arrival of a bright new life was

Heard by the waking world. The cause

Of joy delighted the mother,

Father, aunt, uncle, grand mother.

Merry Mother Nature lent her hand,

And helped the robust child land

In a bed of roses and see

Three lovely pleasant summers. She

Then plummeted into the abyss

Of sorrow. Something was amiss.

She lay quite still, quivering and

Ill. She seemed poised between life and

Death. Worried faces appeared above

Her eyes, which did not see the tender love

Nor anything else. But God had

No intention of nipping this bud,

And saved her. It made her see

That she had been given a chance

To prove her worth. All day she pranced

Along with her joyous family.

Six years and six days, a medley

Of medicines, vegetables,

Courage, willpower turned the tables

And removed the vestiges of

Disease. After that, success oft

Came her way. Jubilantly, she

Steadily climbed the happiness tree.

Happiness is a golden gift.

But to find it, you need to sift

Through the mud of misery

One again, a blow struck her revelry.

Incidents piled on the carefree

Shoulders that uttered a quite plea,

And broke her confidence, self esteem

And immunity. Her soul seemed

To cry in exasperation.

Again, her courage, desperation

Ultimately made her win the

The ultimate battle that her

Eyes would witness, the battle

With herself. This had taken a toll which

Could not be easily recovered but

Eventually, she did it. The cut

Healed and Dame Fortune once again smiled

On her. She is today, a mild

Tempered young adult who knows that

The all-consuming agony always sat

Back to back with sheer ecstasy.

She now knows that when she sees agony,

Ecstasy is not far behind.

Thus she has registered in her mind

That the inseparable closely

Linked, agony and ecstasy,

Lead to the necessary rise

Of the very powerful ‘LIFE‘

....Written in Std. XII