Balance

There is a time when all is warm
And a time when all is cold
When life is full and giving
When all is lost and old

There's a time when all is crying
And a time with joy restored
When life is colored sunrise
When all is safe once more



Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-03-02 at 17:29

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Nicely done!
2013-03-25


ngaio Beck
Nail on the head Joe. For everything a season. I think about this more and more.Nice going.
2013-03-04


countryfog
Yin and yang, not one without the other. We may wish it were otherwise but how boring it would be. From a long perspective of years it seems to me now that it was never 'one or the other' that was so challenging but the transitions between, the 'not being,' knowing something was being lost but not knowing what would be gained.
2013-03-03


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I hope so. Nicely done, Joe.
2013-03-03


Purple Puddles
I wish there were more purple days just t restore the balance. Thanks for sharing Joe!
2013-03-02