In the bright noon-day day
Where all shines clear
It seems the darkness is gone
Yet it is not so
For the daylight does not
Eradicate the night
They merely swap places
Neither is less or greater than
The other
The light does not
Chase the darkness
Anymore than the night
Eradicates the day
The one is not more real
Than the other
They both exist
They have their own places
Neither one greater
Than the other
The day requires
Day things to be done
The night night things
We need both
Growth and gestation
Action and rest
Planning and contemplation
Each have their own
Places in life
Life could not be life
Without both of them
But is the dark
That which was the beginning
That which will be the end
Is the pre-thought
And the post-thought
The ground from which
Thought springs
Is the lesser
More than the greater
Is the whole greater
Than the parts
Is the whole just
A part of
A greater whole
Is the greatest whole
The greatest day
Just the obverse
To the reverse
That is the greatest space
The greatest night
Is it the real
That contains
The day and the night
Is the real the only emptiness
Can we find it
Or are we fated
To live in
The day and the night
Each in its own place
And see
The echoes of eternity
Only in strange mathematics
Or will we
One day within the stillness
Beneath the night sky
Fuse the dualities
And be full
In the emptiness of the real