The Response to the Lament

A thoughtful reply to despair, emphasizing personal growth and conscious living

You say your dreams have shattered, that no song nor melody remains�"

But was the harp ever in your hands, or had your spirit lost its strains?

You longed for spring to bloom, yet feared the thorn’s embrace�"

Who told you gardens come to be without a single trace of pain or grace?

What did you take this world to be? A playground of unbroken glee?

This universe is the art of sorrow, and life�"a craft of constancy.

You begged for light, yet closed your eyes,

You stood withdrawn, while calling the world a place where dreaming dies.

There was a time you burned�"a passion, a sacred flame�"

Now, you dwell in shadows, a dimmed and weary name.

Nature was never silent; it sang�"but you heard not its voice,

In leaves, in waters, in moving air�"God echoed in every choice!

Time offered you chances; at each turn, a way was laid�"

Yet now you cry of stolen dreams, where you yourself had strayed?

The truth, O poet of aching thought, is not so deeply veiled�"

You're at odds with your very self; the mirror you blame has not failed.

You wish the world to change its way, but you remain the same�"

This is not the law of nature�"it is but stubbornness, clothed in dream's name.

Become, first, the light you seek�"the secret, the awakened flame�"

And witness, in your very breath, how the music reclaims your name!

Time is still within your grasp, and nature still your friend�"

But the price is this: you must awaken�"become a new will, a vibrant trend!

Author's Note

A stirring poetic reply that challenges the soul to awaken, evolve, and recognise its role in shaping its own destiny.