Friday, December 23, 2016

poem of the day December 23


Yin and Yang
were playing 
ping pong
in the garden
near the courtyard
of nothingness
which was full
of the unrest of blessed
Father Sage was
with Mother Time
watching the match
while drinking wine
I was the ball of life
bouncing on the hard plane
back and forth throughout the game
And when it was over
And all were at rest
It was then I realized
I was the one they
came to test

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