The synapses of being.

The synapses of being.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

While yes and no
had their differences
similarly plus and minus had theirs,
front and back side by side followed,
while the Yin and Yang joined in unison,
light and dark played with shadows,
highs rested on lows,
peaks and troughs pulled away.

For those who compromised
moving towards the middle becoming equal,
the synapses of being,
others between opposites found
the space contained nothing,
enjoying the peace and tranquillity
that resides in the space of nothing
never wanting.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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