Two Boxes

（单词翻译:单击）

I have in my hands two boxes

Which God gave me to hold

He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black,

And all your joys in the gold".

I heeded¹ his words, and in the two boxes

Both my joys and sorrows I store

But though the gold became heavier each day

The black was as light as before

With curiosity, I opened the black

I wanted to find out why

And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole

Which my sorrows had fallen out by

I showed the hole to God, and mused² aloud,

"I wonder where my sorrows could be."

He smiled a gentle smile at me.

"My child, they're all here with me."

I asked, "God, why give me the boxes,

"Why the gold, and the black with the hole?"

"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings³,

the black is for you to let go."