Life’s Contrasts

We only see the constellations when the sky is darkest dark

We marvel at a rainbow in the storm

The shadow of the oak will give a sunlit glade relief

And in the bowels of the earth the diamonds form


The pupil of the eye absorbs the light down its dark shaft

The aperture a window to the soul

A structure fully planned to relish life’s kaleidoscope

The light and dark required to make us whole


A dazzling day must end, for all its brightness and its joys

The mind relies on night to be restored

The contrasts of our lives are being meted out to form

The image being developed in the darkroom of our Lord


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