A Poem...Contrast the Great Catalyst

Woe is me as I stand in the grit of the now

Looking out at the beauty

 

Your opposite entices me

Stirs my desire for other than that which reflects

 

See yea not that I may forget the delight of choice

Her wings of offering another vantage point

 

Your presence stirs movement

My thoughts race

 

My heart beats

 

From the balcony I see your intelligence

I welcome your great invitation

I bow to your impermanent and wavering nature

 

May your presence be fully here now

As I smile knowing your departure awaits

 

Open arms, heart and mind as your twin enters in