Do you know how much life loves death And how much joy loves sorrow? And how tragedy weaves its fingers with blessings, And how despair whispers sweet nothings to hope? Do you know why fire weeps for ashes And smoke for glowing embers? Have you ever wondered why a frown seems to smile upon seeing a smile? Why companionship comes with desertion? And why birds' nests are always home, yet forsaken? COPYRIGHT YASHVI BANSAL Image credit to rightful owner. I picked it up from Google.