SPURRING
WITH THE LIGHT
(Inspired
from a conversation with the corner newspaper man on my daily morning walk with
Ruby, my dog. Written on January 27, 2018)
Meditation
and love are its wings.
In the
middle a narrow course, a sign of sly and cunning balance,
In knowing
the dimension of tests and trials;
Attempting
to calm the multitudes.
Mind or
heart?
Work and
inheritance!
A slow
walk, a tired smile;
Everyone and
anyone looking forward so for common ground.
Progressive,
conservative;
Economic
and social recovery;
Series of events;
Course of
action; a sparring match;
A promised
outcome perceived, perceived in all that darkness;
Love and
Meditation are its wings,
Oscillating
over pride so as to elevate it.
No one
perceives the tears falling.
No one is
aware of the great effort made.
They only
feel the peace that lays between the dark and the light.
By; Karla