The Stoics all counsel the same.
Contemplate life and accept
Death without too much disruption.
They counsel the same when
You are overwrought, but
Flood you with a tsunami of tears
When their turn comes.
Seneca condemned his own sobs;
Confucius angrily defended his,
And I have forgiven them both.
Their failure is my comfort as my own
Tears pour over your last letter.