Morphed by the Great Divide

What an exquisite masterpiece you are
Truly a composition of grandeur

Set apart not by the simple construct of your being
But by the thrills and woes life has dealt your way

Suns that have shown radiantly upon your face
Nights that have brought unending darkness

The gentle sparks of a warm orange flame
The wind that snuffs your burning blaze

Paved roads free of obstruction or deterrence 
Steep trails littered with hazards of jagged rocks

The sweet taste of golden honey upon toasted bread
The sour punch of a lemon untouched by sugar’s breath

Countless luminous stars dotting a sprawling sky
Ominous clouds emerging over a threatening horizon

The field of sunflowers your childlike legs frolic through
The valley of death, stricken by drought and desolation

Songbirds chiming at the break of dawn’s glory
Wolves’ howls presiding over the gloom of dusk

The alluring fragrance of a blushing rosebud
The lingering stench of a rotting animal’s corpse

Quiet streams carrying the lifeblood of nature’s vibrancy
Raging waters uprooting trees that once stood with prestige

The gentle touch of one’s care and compassion
The harsh sting from the hit of a cruel offender
 
Satisfaction and glee upon a mountain’s magnificent peak
Trial and tribulation of those lost in a barren desert

One cannot unassumingly enjoy the delights of prosperity 
Without first enduring the heartbreaks of despair

For life and its complexity leaves us no lack of variety
You must accept the broken in order to be built up again

The balance of joys and sufferings gives us wider views
But also, molds the creature that is uniquely you