The more I look deep into the days of this reality,

I see we are here to suffer.

The body breaks down, 

the mind breaks down,

the world breaks down,

the heart breaks,

over and over.

The more I accept we are here to suffer,

the happier I am.

Is happiness the absence of suffering?

Perhaps happiness comes more from embracing suffering.

Holding suffering in my arms like a baby,

I am comforted.