I don't consider light and dark to be opposites. They're just the same; they couldn't exist without the other. The light needs the dark in order to shine, and the dark needs the light in order to exist.
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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His dampened existence, so dreary and bleak Was met with the warmth of her smile of which nothing can compete He was like the rain, his pain surged like thunder But her touch lingered tranquility- as the sun showed its face His existence was as black as the night; silent and dark in the mind Her light shone through to open his eyes He now understood just why the moon needed the sun
Precarious Balance (in 3 parts) started December 3rd, 2020
(1) My balance has never been great others walk paths and look at the world around them
I look at my feet watching for things that might trip me
(2) I walk along a tightrope strung a few inches over the earth my balance precarious
not realizing I could step off at any time onto the stable earth.
(3) Life is a precarious balancing of the joy and the pain singing-tears holding onto each other shatter-whole the impossible duality agony-bliss found only in juxtaposition love-destruction we try to balance not-enough-too-much somewhere within everything-nothing
It was about a year ago that I started writing again. That first fragment of an unformed poem, has taken on so many forms over the last year. Those opposites in the third part above. The resulting poem never seems quite right. So I put it aside and try again later. Skirting around what I know I want to say. Trying to make it seem pleasing and palatable, when it just isn't. That first poem will make it online eventually, but not today.
The opposite of repentance Is rebellion The opposite of resignation Is reincarnation A child feels something amazing So he does it again And there for The opposite of righteousness Is a struggle within!