MiX Land Blog

By Sam Walter Foss.

Puisi ini memiliki kata kunci yang terkait dengan persahabatan dan simpati terhadap orang lain. Puisi ini berbiacar tentang paradoks kehidupan bahwa dengan mencengkram cinta dan kebahagiaan justru akan membuatnya terlepas, sementara dengan berbagi dan memberikannya kepada orang lain, justru akan membawa cinta dan kebahgiaan tersebut kembali kepada diri kita sendiri. Dan semakin banyak kita berbagi, semakin banyak yang akan kita terima. Dan meskipun kita seringkali menemukan kekurangan dan kelemahan orang lain dimata kita, akan tetapi cara menyembuhkan hal tersebut yang paling baik adalah dengan menjadi lebih bijak dalam bersimpati dan memahami.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road,
Where the race of men go by--
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
I would not sit in the scorner's seat,
Or hurl the cynic's ban;--
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
I see from my house by the side of the road,
By the side of the highway of life,
The men who press with the ardor of hope,
The men who are faint with the strife.
But I turn not away from their smiles nor their tears--
Both parts of an infinite plan;--
Let me live in my house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead
And mountains of wearisome height;
And the road passes on through the long afternoon
And stretches away to the night.
But still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice,
And weep with the strangers that moan,
Nor live in my house by the side of the road
Like a man who dwells alone.
Let me live in my house by the side of the road
Where the race of men go by--
They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,
Wise, foolish--so am I.
Then why should I sit in the corner's seat
Or hurl the cynic's ban?--
Let me live in my house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.