Wanting not that which ye hold so high <br />Leaves this heart of mine contented <br />For it can not fail were it does not try <br />It remains free from the tormented <br /> <br />I suffer not so far from that place <br />That ye make epic trek to find <br />Loves game is but a fools race <br />Which is never merciful nor kind <br /> <br />Joyous solitude stands alone <br />To watch the rough waves of emotion <br />Little boats are shook and blown <br />Into the deeps of the ocean<br /><br />Colm Hayes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-little-lie-to-comfort-me/
