Simple truths

The work of the weary, the work of the wise 
Even the foolish or the giddy, the silly surprise
Every mood and all the timbres that color
Our world and brighten its doorstep, flowers 
Rocks, the hard and the soft fall into place
Everything so ugly so beautiful so dark interlace
We greet our days with tears, concern, laughter
Everything so puzzling, so clear greets us hereafter
We are wicked we are good both stupid and smart
The world we inhabit is so sweet,  and it is tart