by dan Rosenhagen
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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In the dark silence within ourselves
stands next to each other, the roots of sorrow and the fruits of happiness, the sweet song of spring's awakening and a winter's lifeless sleep, the greatest poverty and endless riches, a riddle and an answer.
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|Reviewed by email@example.com Stojku
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|A beautifully rich reflection!
|Reviewed by Diana Legun
|This, in a playground setting of teeter totter, would be: one must move from the center point one way, then the other, or there is no ride. That is us; we swing from bitter-root sorrow (grounded) to fruits of happiness (in the air). To grow and move, we need those ups and downs: In your words in "Some kind of a game" - "To consume its fruit all at one time, you would smother in its sweetness." ~~ Diana|
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|yin and yan...life requires balance...
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|A richly worded few.
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|We are "walking contradictions"!! I like this!!|