Medium Vitae
What is the value
of faith without doubt
Love without hatred,
peace without routs
What is the meaning
of joy without pain
Words without silence,
sun without rain
Into the middle
both sides fall within
Dimension redundant,
all endings begin
The yin and the yang
the long and the short
When hands clasp together
—right left to import
(The New Room: December, 2021)
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