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The Path We Walk
How can we walk down this path,
Where light and dark so violently clash?
The darkness is always pulling and tearing,
So unlike the light, always loving and caring.
They twist and mingle, making slight spots of gray,
But you shouldn't even harbor a single thought to stray.
To stray from the light would mean such corruption,
That your mind'd be lost, you wouldn't even function!
Though the light can be at times so stark and so strict,
To disobey would mean that you'd be made a convict!
And convicts they absolutely don't stand for,
You'd be banished, with them kicking you right out of the door!
It still makes you wonder though,
Could I just place in it, a single toe?
To feel what it's like to love and to hate,
Not to be emotionally barren, like such a clean slate.
It matters not to me though,
For I will always know.
That this is my path, and mine alone,
Though everyone else has their own.
And I was born for it, as it was made for me,
It shall never escape from me, nor shall I flee.
Because we were meant for each other,
And there shall never be a chance for another.
I like this a lot! This poem
I like this a lot! This poem gets to the 'reality' of life in it's deepest experience within the human psyche that our conditioning for the most part denies us the opportunity to face. The struggle within to find balance between 'right and wrong', 'good and evil'. Those things are different for us all, and to find a balance of them within us is when we begin to unconconsciously send out signals to the universe for abundance and joy. Beautiful piece of work.
ps. Some of best pieces were lost in the refresh!! I use notepad now and then copy and paste!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "