Sunday, November 17, 2013

Pebbled moments

When happiness does dance within,
so sadness tiptoes close,
reminding of polarity;
not one, but always both.

The Self as truth
can hardly be,
reality as cast,
for life does tinker,
and rework
what we may
see as me.

The world within a universe,
in cosmic calling thrust,
demanding Soul investigate;
that Self can be full cast.

What is does fully demonstrate,
how little we can choose,
that life will seek to remonstrate;
our choice, to learn or lose.

Halfway to where when time denies,
all relevance and place,
and so demands we journey on;
each moment now does trace.

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