Of Words and Wisdom

Of wanting nothing

But the very best

For all the rest

Yet be happy

With a humble me

No pride and no glory

Of fulfilling wishes

Of the lost souls

And near ones

Yet be content

With just a few dreams

For me to conquer

Of aching desires

Futility of pursuing

Frustrations ensuing

Yet be hopeful

Of all things good

To bear good fruits

Of the underlying meaning

Life hides within

Masks upon masks

Yet be reminded

Every once in a while

Everything can be broken