Look Into My Mirror Part 3. The need to laugh

For I...

I am a wandering minstrel;

A jester of a thousand nights,

And days if day permits me

To jest in folly as the world ispassing the day

One moment to next

Laying up its gain.

 

Oh, world! I cannot understand you...

Coveting more... Forever more.

 

True. True.

It's something to do.

A thing worthwhile for some men.

They smile

And go about

To gain more and more.

 

I long for more...

For a better life.

I crave all the pleasures that life has to give.

But not so important I find them as most.

They're not to break one's back to gain.

 

I merely say, "What I have, Ihave.

                           What I gain, Igain."

 

What I have not makes for another day.

It's better not to fain desire

For those things that are out of reach...

                Out of sight.

To desire and not gain

Is to gain only pain.

 

To let pass by the folly in a smile,

In a laugh,

In a roar of mirth is a sin...

But to capture a moment for levity's sake

And to laugh at yourself

Is to win.