cIpher

There are times when loneliness
Is felt amidst a crowd.
And the emptiest, most silent place
Laughs out hollow and loud.

There are times when what you seek
Is growing wild all around.
And look for you, the great and meek
When you dont want to be found.

There are times when happiness
Tastes like a draught of gloom.
And The Paradise of Grace
Is found in The Dessert of Doom.

There are times when every dream
Is counted unjust unfair.
And the wish-fulfilling stream
Is all but a dark, damp, nightmare.

And there are times when life's tide
Turns forever low, dry and stone hard.
It's when you know each taken stride
Is a step closer to The Final-Yard.