in reading Frankl's book,
man's search
for meaning,
I see
a truth.
a way.
I see how suffering
is inescapable
at times.
each to his own unique
path of life,
and each
to how he responds.
therein lies
the key
to staying alive.
finding hope when
there is none,
seeing the light when
there is
only darkness.
seeing joy and blessings
in a place
where the
dead lie side by
side.
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