Beautiful Paradox

“Nature has no principles — makes no distinction between good and evil.
The fool thinks he is wise, but the wise man knows he can also be a fool.”

Anatole France

 

Yes — I said please don’t touch
go away and just leave me be
while inside I was crying out
please draw near — stay with me

you are light — you are pure
you are joy — you are free
I am not — I am the darkness
I am enraged — I am a beast

but in my fury and manic chaos
you reached out calmly — touched me
quieted my anger — quelled my fear
in your brightness you helped me see

like the good needs the bad
like happiness needs the sad
there’s only up if there is down
who’d know a smile without a frown

like day needs the night
like shore defines the sea
like light needs the darkness
there’s only cold if there is heat

it requires two different notes
to blend pure for harmony
we can never be only one
that is a fool’s fallacy

like the yin and the yang
like any wise philosophy
we exist only together
I’m in you — you’re in me

this is the depth
this is the weight
this is the meaning
this is the sacred mystery

how can one thing
yet both things be
this is the beautiful paradox
this is the way of balance — verily

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rob kistner © 2021

Poetry at: dVerse

 

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30 thoughts on “Beautiful Paradox”

  1. Well-penned! The third stanza is touching and true. It’s the beauty in having a dual universe, when we can show compassion and love to those who need it, we learn more about it.

  2. I think you summed it up nicely there, Rob. Nobody is entirely ‘good’ and no one entirely ‘bad’ but the concepts themselves spring from a religious sense of guilt and shame, teaching us that we are doing our god infinite harm by not coming up to standard. Just let it be, as you say.

    1. I was raised Roman Catholic Jane. What a horror show that was.I mean really, if there was an all powerful omnipotent god, whatever that might be, we would be so totally irrelevant to such being, as to be invisible — likely as meaningless as insects are to us.

  3. Rob, I love this line:
    “it requires two different notes
    to blend pure for harmony”
    and I also love the shape of your poem. It looks like a piece of wood that has been shaped on a lathe. A dowel of wisdom (play on dao.)

    1. Tao-te-Ching… yes 😉 Thank you Lisa… I am extremely visual, that is why I love to center justify my work — wonderful shapes form randomly. Often I will strive for a particular shape, like a descending pyramid for example. Or a lathed column, or a totem. A pleasing asymmetry can also be captivating. I just don’t like a clutter of words on the page. Just m’thang… 🙂

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