When you think about Life,

You inevitably ponder Death.

For without the other,

Each is nothing.

We would not cherish Life

If it was never taken,

And of course without Life,

There would be nothing to take.

Opposites are everything:

Hot and Cold, Light and Dark,

Order and Chaos, Life and Death.

One might think the counterparts

Exist in entirely separate spheres,

And that one side is good or bad.

But really, like Yin-Yang, they exist

As a singular whole in equilibrium.

They cancel and balance each other out,

And in doing so, paradoxically

Create nothing from everything.







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MyHumanity's picture

I really like this whole

I really like this whole thought, statement. but really how do you feel about that? That parts missing. I'd like to know. Smile

Sky's picture

hmmm i didn't think to put my

hmmm i didn't think to put my own feelings into the poem, but since you asked i feel that without one thing to compare something else to we cannot really value anything. In other words we take things for granted most of the time.

We'll just keep writing 'til there's nothing left to write.

We'll just keep waiting 'til they read all our works left to right.