Duality

Duality helps us grow.
The beauty of mistakes
leads us
to meet ourselves.
Gradually, becoming aware,
to see
what is truly within.
Ah, it is stress.
It is fear.
Thank God
for the inner work.

Good and Evil
Good and Evil—both are detached,
Alike in so many ways.
They serve no purpose of their own,
Other than to establish what they have deep inside,
Fear and conflict, peace and grace.
They are steady, strong, and persistent.
What they plant will grow.

Taken
When breath is taken away,
don’t know what to do.
Perhaps it’s okay
To float in shallow waters too.
Duality is okay—something to learn,
Staying with ease,
I may return
To where I truly belong.

Anger
Anger has no brain—
No logic, no sight,
Deep down, a subtle fear and a restless mind.
Anger is pure energy in a clever disguise.
In the hands of a yogi, fierce yet still,
It becomes a force shaped by will.

Fear

If afraid, one can run—
But it’s never about the other person.
Fear sits inside,
wearing a new face each time.
Slowly, darkly,
killing something within.
Joy is not known,
something feels missing.
Fear has closed
the heart and mind.
An internal churning,
nothing to do with the outside.