I was reading this book which was recommended to me, is called "On death and Dying" Elisabeth Kubler-Ross. I found this poem in the book. Reading it made me look at the difficulties in life in a total different manner. I understood the four major Existential questions:
* Freedom which comes with the added responsibilities
*Loneliness
*What is my purpose in life
*Death
that we all face in silence, inner somewhere in our subconscious, in the depth of our hearts, the fear that creates this icy cold feeling that we all try our best to avoid, here it goes:
"Let me not pray to be sheltered from
dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for stilling of
my pain, but the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,
but to own my own strength
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be
saved, but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant me that I may not be a coward,
feeling your mercy in my success alone;
but let me find the grasp
of your hand in my failure"
we try to ignore