Blessed are those who
never fought
with their love,
They don’t know
What they lost;
Wretched are those who
let their ego
get to their heads,
They don’t know
what they are
about to lose;
Sweetness of love,
Spiced with bitterness of
truth sometimes,
A few road bumps
on the smooth asphalt
of life,
A wine smooth enough,
Neither too sweet,
Nor too dry,
Is the elixir of life