I observe the middle
Where the light burns brightest
And the way is known
On the well-worn path
Trod by myriad feet
I observe the middle
Then choose another way
For the well-worn path
Holds few surprises
And rarely offers insights
Tag: light
Cracks ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #341
There was a small crack
Which let the light in
Amber and warm
To dispel the gloomy darkness
But left the shadows
So I could see both
Where I was going
And where I’d come from
Gloom ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #336
Reach for me, my friend
From the gloom besetting you
I have light to spare
Waiting ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #333
I wait my turn
Impatient
For the opportunity
To challenge
The sky
Leave the storm sodden Earth
Rise into the promise
Of light
Breaking through the cloud
But why?
Why wait?
Is not the sky
Beckoning?
Are these not wings
To lift me?
There is no control tower
No queue for the runway
My hand rests
On the throttle
All that’s needed
Is the will to engage
The engines
Sometimes a Flood
A trickle
Where sometimes a flood
In a land grown thirsty
While from the sun falls
Torrents of heat
And light
In a valley
Deeper than shadow
North Light
The little window
In the northern wall
Through which the lovely light falls
When the drapes aren’t closed
Valleys and Passes
Layers deep
To promising light
From a ledge of darkness
Valleys and passes
Stand between
Despair and possibility
Furious Nature
This ominous sky
This cataclysm of cloud
Sinister storm
Unleashed on a landscape
Unapologetically lethal
The exquisite beauty
Of furious nature
And I
Defiant
Steadfast in the wind
Rain pelting flesh
Breathe in all that might
Make the power my own
Become the desert
And the storm
Find the darkness
In the light
And the light
In the darkness
Shadow Explorers
We in our little windows
Of shared wonders
Bathed in common light
While some seek the shadows
To discover glories unknown
Then bring them into the light for all
The Ebb & Flow of Possibility
In between
The dead
And the not dead
In between
What is
And what is not
In between
The light
And the not light
There find
The realm
Of possibility
Seen only
By those who conceive
A world without absolutes
Where dreamers dream
Between sleeping
And waking
While the world flows
Between being
And non-being
In the wakening hours we dance
Between self-remembering
And self-forgetting
This is the ebb and flood
Between the conscious
And the unconscious
Like the darkness
And the light
In eternal conflict
Only the master sees
The dominance of either
Is true darkness
While the light burns brightest
In those who come to know
The balance of both
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