Opposites

Of course, the moon, for luminous
is wise; having seen quite clearly
man's truths and many lies – where
the sun, far brighter, turns away 
eyes...one must look also to the 
shadows, for both joys and sighs

How light and dark, opposite appearing
side by side!--leaving one into the other
often a short stride: as with cycles of
dawn, and our journey's of dusk

the heart is tender

and the heart is lust
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Maverick Avatar
March 21, 2023 at 12:37 PM
All things of human origin falter In God alone place all your trust.' Hooe you are well Joe' All blessings.!
DiMino Avatar
March 21, 2023 at 4:40 PM
For sure; trust in Him alone. I'm fine, Joe. Thank you for asking. I've just been busy with other things around the house, and have not thought to write. However, writing is an addiction and fever...I will be posting again soon. Blessings my friend.
Buhagiar Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 3:13 AM
There is too much lust these days.
DiMino Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 3:18 AM
Absolutely my friend! When will humanity surrender to God's true loving ways? Blessings!
Rodrigues Avatar
March 14, 2023 at 5:29 PM
Very well done! Makes us ponder and dream…
DiMino Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 2:32 AM
Thank you, Kim; I write to inspire myself and others...who will then inspire me -- so I will have something else to give.
Volumes Avatar
March 14, 2023 at 3:55 PM
An extremely poignant statement through this poem Joe. Opposites can remain side by side, joy and sadness truth and lies, sometimes hard to separate them, all in one or just a fraction apart. Is it always possible to differentiated? A fave from me. I really like the situation posed in this piece.
DiMino Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 2:30 AM
All good questions! I don't know, Wen. Perhaps there is a basis to everything, excluding ourselves, that cannot be changed beyond outward appearance. Each of us is the only chance for differentiation. The reason, is to change ourselves. We die to greater live.
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