A Still Motion

Poetry for “A Still Motion”

Our world is full of paradox and contradiction
Of opposing forces, ideas, thoughts and realities
But those same paradoxes make the world beautiful
They exist in balance, like companions joined for life
They bring light to the shadow and joy to sorrow
Everything we know and feel exists in this contrast
Without it, the world would have no form
And our lives, no meaning
We exist in paradox
And in that way
We exist in beauty