Free Short Story - changed every season (solstice and equinox) - Thanks for your interest!
Something a little different about balance for the Equinox. Happy Spring, everyone! (And Happy Autumn, everyone Down Under!)
BETWEEN YANG AND YIN
by
Kathleen Spalding
Bending and flowing, they balance apart
Dry land, full ocean, hardness and heart
We skate on the border
Of chaos and order
One side holds brightness, love’s joy, a sweet kiss
The other bodes darkness, a lonely abyss
Skate Eden’s curved fang
Between yin and yang
Internal, external, men’s wars begin
Clouding our judgement between love and sin
Corrupt laws hold sway
When morals decay
Circle your wagons (you’re human, it’s fine)
Try not to fall as you skate the fine line
Define wrong and right
Like they’re black and white
Skate on the arc between yang and yin
Coast, stroke for speed, and wonder again
At gray ice so thin
Between yang and yin
Search for your center then find it is not
Skate into yang and discover yin’s dot
We know nothing's pure
The lesson is sure
Soulless black night, the starlight appears
Even in light, we run from our fears
There’s one spot of each
The opposites reach
Yang bright as day and yin black as soot
Skate on thin ice, cracks form underfoot
Still, we skaters spin
Between yang and yin
BETWEEN YANG AND YIN
by
Kathleen Spalding
Bending and flowing, they balance apart
Dry land, full ocean, hardness and heart
We skate on the border
Of chaos and order
One side holds brightness, love’s joy, a sweet kiss
The other bodes darkness, a lonely abyss
Skate Eden’s curved fang
Between yin and yang
Internal, external, men’s wars begin
Clouding our judgement between love and sin
Corrupt laws hold sway
When morals decay
Circle your wagons (you’re human, it’s fine)
Try not to fall as you skate the fine line
Define wrong and right
Like they’re black and white
Skate on the arc between yang and yin
Coast, stroke for speed, and wonder again
At gray ice so thin
Between yang and yin
Search for your center then find it is not
Skate into yang and discover yin’s dot
We know nothing's pure
The lesson is sure
Soulless black night, the starlight appears
Even in light, we run from our fears
There’s one spot of each
The opposites reach
Yang bright as day and yin black as soot
Skate on thin ice, cracks form underfoot
Still, we skaters spin
Between yang and yin
