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Three ecstasies

A creature shrieks in the street tonight.
I sit and wonder if those shrieks are of ecstasy or pain or longing (or)...

For me there is often little difference [and so, I wonder]
Have I known pain in longing? (I must answer 'of course')

But more mysteriously:
Do I know the most exquisite ecstasy by feeling the most agonizing pain?

So strange that I always cry in sadness, happiness, and awe.