MY DEATH – MY LIFE
had things not hit me
with such fury
I might not have seen them
I might have never cared about
them
my sadness – my joy
sometimes I am allowed to see
how evil mingles with good
how from their combination
everything comes to life
my death – my life
I would have never found the way to you
if I hadn’ t wandered about
if so many nights hadn’ t blinded me
if I hadn’ t found comfort in loneliness
sometimes in the middle of the tempest
deep silence overwhelms me
and while I am hit, battered and slashed
I can see in silence
how my death feeds my life
My sadness --- my joy. My death -- my life. This a poem about the yin and yang of life, how opposites feed into each other and create the conditions of their existence. But is also about pain and redemption.
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