The Wholly Scene
One thwarts the burn of troubled mires,
reserves Myself for My own lot.
The other bids I jump into the fire
and offer everything I’ve got.
One draws me up, the other down,
one draws me back, the other out,
one stays straight up, the other bows
one harbors faith, the other doubt….
But two make one, whom stands between
and can’t deny the Wholly scene…
War cannot separate a sunray from the sun,
nor its reflection from the moon,
nor shadow from the soul who’s been undone
by tribal fights and bleak communes.
It cannot separate the loyalty of sons
nor fire from living soul,
nor conscience caught in scrambled tongues
from balance of the Holy Whole…
‘Cause two make one but one must find
an equilibrium of two combined…
The Light is sewn above the man,
the man is sewn to shadows;
two sides opposed while each demand
we fight their valiant battles.
Each other they can’t comprehend
two strangers having never met
and in between a common friend,
my soul that owes to both a debt…
From two one seals a common ground
where ethic theorems stagger ‘round…
When two perspectives sway a choice
but all the answers seem awry;
I stir the passions into common voice
and Conscience finds a compromise
to split the gray of good and evil
with hues of individuality
and intercepts a grand upheaval
between the Dark and Luminosity…
Two segregated opposites confuse
but merged they find a single use…
Between the ether and the soil,
the Darkness and the Light;
I am conductive Human foil
receptive to both wrong and right.
A central universe between two inversed kin,
a medium between grim and divine,
a force of nature from the outside in,
a lone metropolis of Faith of my design…
Two clashing creeds and tongues commingled
fused and crafted into just a single.
My loyalties are not betrothed
to mortal shadows nor Elysian light
but morals I can live with and not loathe
Myself for imperfection’s slights.
My Self is sewn unto My Soul
My Soul is sewn unto the Source
no one can make me Love the Whole
and nature’s ever winding course…
And two make me one point between
the countless points that make a Wholly scene.
Copyright © Jean Marble | Year Posted 2007
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