Ode to the great man who left me a note

A complete human being must love and feel pain, experience both and all in between. Cruel is the balance of good versus evil, it seems so easy to dismiss the former in view of the latter. love versus pain. which effects most, that which you let in this lifes great test...I guess. Raised to percieve the world with compassion, in some way I understand my selfish need for some passion. A desire was learned through a yen for more, why still do the ones cared for seem to have to go. Individual direction is cause for my hearts minds imperfection, lack of understanding, or rather, unwillingness to do so in timely fashion. Yes they do hurt, yes we bellow with tears creasing lines, experience pain, embellish our words to relish in what is gone until we learn to open our eyes again. A painful memory stored deep away, thought on with sad songs but still, we learn to cherish what was done and what has gone. Unexpecting surprises or new places, the next leg up, this is the test to moving on, allowing to let feet continue to move forward proverbially so. New love seems an old adage, but I learn from written words. So in the end I will learn that it is care I must take, and away from every place and every surprise, unexpect the expected and allow for the pursuit to continue. - new words to offer new perspective, a reflection in a carnival glass, we know what we look like, but still our eyes can be tricked. time to enjoy the festival that is this world. - love Son