Light and Darkness

Time for a poem about what seem like opposites;

Filtered vision; light and dark,

held in tension

by thought and feeling.

Awakened memory of

something beyond sight,

Exploring opposites and


a still, small, harmony.

Imperceptible voice

of calm and suprise….

longing for

who knows what.

The voice fades, the darkness deepens

and loneliness pierces my


All that I have, all that I am,

held by a thread,

joining opposites,

trembling with hope

and expectation.

Held in the arms

of the Creator of all things.

Who understands,

and whispers; you are not

lost, but found.

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