The dance
06.11.06 (3:10 pm) [edit] Joy and sorrow are partners in the dance of life A tango or perhaps a two step who knows, One leading and then the other In an interplay of happiness and loss Both needed for the other to exist at all. For joy alone becomes nothing, Flat, Like the ocean without waves, So calm that life lessens, The intensity gone with only boredom remaining. In this world both must be present For the pilgrims journey to continue, Over the mountain And thru the dark valley That each must tread alone. The wheel is always turning Nothing points to a stable state Only the constant changing of life around us With its challenges and tasks That none can escape. It is the center that is unmoving That place of pure light Often hidden and forgotten, Nonetheless it is our root, Our rock, Even if unknown. |