Deep in the realms of time and space Opposition takes its place By helping us to stretch our wings We reach up toward higher things
In the beginning - Dark and Light Swirling - sparking day and night The yin & yang both show their face In this realm of time and space
With opposites - come choices too Choose the things we think and do These opposites in time and place See not as curse, but healing grace
Thus darkness can define the light Dusk precedes the dawning bright Flow with rhythm - accept the pace Of opposites in time and space
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In this realm of time and space we experience opposites. We experience yin and yang, darkness and light, day and night, happiness and misery.
One of the lines in this poem is "See not as curse, but healing grace". Our life and our prosperity will flow better when we open and accept the opposites in the world, rather than chafe that we experience bad days, misunderstandings, and illness sometimes.
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I got to wondering today if I am an old dog who can’t be taught new tricks if that windmill going round and round catching the wind between the blades is really who I am, if the universe surges into the spaces still left in me, if it is trying to wake the music yet alive inside in the curves of my heart, if the blood pulsing there refuses to go down in one grave path and insists on a symphony of swerve an inclination in a new direction. If that breeze is really grace then maybe I am being reborn a puppy full of life eager to be all the dog it can be.
I recently saw two movies both of which touched me to tears. They were movies about believing and about dramatic changes, even miracles. I don't know exactly why they touched me so, except that they might have had a message for me, a message about changes I need to make, about a slightly new direction, a swerve away from what is expected, away from the exact trajectory my life has been taking. Also in this poem is the idea of swerve, a philosophy that some believe sparked the modern age.