I weep,
At Life's transitorness,
Its impermenance,
And elusiveness.
I rejoice,
In its beauty and splendor,
Balance and precision.
I am awed
By its majesty,
Might and fury.
Its fragility,
Its tenacity and persistence
Simplicity and complexity
All at the same time.
I marvel,
At the joyful blooming of fresh life
Amidst death and destruction.
I wonder,
At Nature's pinnacle of glory.
Man
A complex bundle - both Divine and Demon?
-O-
Anita Sehgal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/many-faces-of-duality/
