Smiling Through the Pain Within

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Smiling Through the Pain Within

Who can, with smiling lips,
Pour out love in endless drips?
Who can, beneath the tree of grief,
Sing songs of joy for heart’s relief?
Smiling through the pain within.

Who can, with sorrow in the soul,
Walk the path with radiant goal?
Who can, hiding fire’s lash,
Still act with virtue, calm and rash?
Smiling through the pain within.

Who can, holding ruin’s lyre,
Build a kingdom pure, entire?
Who can, though scorned and stained,
Still praise peace — serene, restrained?
Holding ruin’s lyre in hand.

Who can, by wound on wound refined,
Grow ever softer, ever kind?
Who can, in passion’s binding chain,
Stay free from anger’s harsh domain?
Smiling through the pain within.

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