The slant of the sun made
the wonder of light
glint off the wings
of birds in flight,

I felt its warmth upon my shoulders
while my legs were chilled by the
shade the large oak tree made

Adding to the myriad of thought in my brain
that was enhanced by the sudden spring rain
giving credence to the premise that the duality
exists  in every aspect of life, it insists

light dark,hot cold,good bad,hate love,young old
happy sad,weaving their way in and out of each day
while the poet always looks for more to explore
and hopefully will get joy from the treasure stored

etw-2009