Courage

Cower not, my dear friend distraught

For you have more, within you, find.

Bound to recur are dusk and dawn

Sorrow and joy too, as life flows on.

With affixed faith in Him, tread along

Knows good-He does, too-for everyone

So brave you be, 'cause He's watching on.

This one is similar to the first post in that this is an acrostic as well. 

Rhyme is my reason!

'In life', I am told, 'in it you find

'To do something, a reason or rhyme.'

It makes me ponder, for a real long time,

Isn't it a reason, that it rhymes?!

This poem stemmed out of my reading of Fritjof Capra's 'Turning Point'. It did seem quite naive to me that we consider only mathematical proof and sometimes go to the extent of denying what we experience. Feynman acknowledged the limitation of math; he said, "There are many many aspects of the world that mathematics is unnecessary for, such as love, which are very delightful and wonderful to appreciate..."

This is hardly recognised in today's world. We've become a materialistic lot. We think happiness is somewhere out there, and that we should search for it. A change from this attitude is necessary. As Leo Tolstoy puts it, "If you want to be happy, be."