Pain is the blackness of carbon,
And iron the joy that we feel
Placed in the fire of hardships,
Together, creates stronger steel.
Pain on its own makes us brittle,
Hard, and easily broken down.
Joy is much softer, not rigid,
More forgiving, and more unbound.
Joy and pain mingled, united,
Are more than the sum of their parts.
By welding them both together,
We forge resilience in our hearts.
So, let joy temper your sorrows
While understanding that, in time,
The finish will all be worth it,
In the magnificent Sublime.