How do we know the pleasures of delight?
Unless we gaze the depths of sorrowful plight

How do we know the breadth of brightness?
Unless we gauge the depth of darkness

How do we know the value of togetherness?
Unless we pay the price in loneliness

How do we know the strength of soundness?
Unless we feel the weakness of silence

How do we know the business of smiling streams?
Unless we observe the idling experiences in deserts

How do we know the greatness of spring?
Unless we read the pathos of meadows in string