Ode to my pretty prelate

Dawn breaks..
Life it is !

One evolves-blooms-wilts
from the cradle to the bier
events unfold
tragedies befall
devouring compassion, humility
craving corrosive joy, enamored hate
some of them easily sustain
some refrain, while some rebel against

Each being - a fragile leaf
breathing, living every day
feeding on the Sun of pain..
some meet fierce winds
some clement breeze
some of them easily sustain
some refrain, while some rebel against

Life is symphonic repertoire
parents play pianoforte
lovers lutes and others
harps, castanets, flutes..
but the friend is who orchestrates it all.

You, my friend - the precious gem
studded on pewter frame of my life.
You banished ochre, arid, melancholic landscape
and plunged me into honeyed, vivacious, lush foliage!
May the thirst for tenderness never slake
comply with, putting the firmament at stake
one vow I take
gloom will forever be will-o'-the-wisp!