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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked
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Nine Days | Wanna Be | |
Eman | Falling | |
The All-American Rejects | Swing Swing | |
Nine Days | Wanna Be | |
Stereo Fonic | Everything | |
Rufus Wainwright | Poses | |
Mandy Moore/Jonathan Swift | Someday We'll Know | |
The New Radicals | You Get What You Give | |
Switchfoot | Something in the Way | |
Switchfoot | Only Hope | |
The All-American Rejects | The Last Song | |
Comment:
Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseperable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
-----On Joy and Sorrow, from the Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. I am going through some hard times right now; saying goodbye to my boyfriend of three and a half years, the man that I thought I would marry. God does throw us curveballs, doesn't He? This mix is the product of my thoughts, and I hope that someone else may seek refuge in these pensive lyrics as well.

Feedback:
what an amazing mix. even more amazing are your comments. best of luck and chin-up.