Black and White
Dark and Light
Dull and Bright
Neither an EITHER nor an OR
Contrast exists only as an AND.
Contrast is the edge of things
Where the various opposings meet and sharply unite.
Yet not blend.
Thus the brightness of the line of contrast.
Like Missouri and Arkansas,
Kentucky and Tennessee,
United, yet different.
Same, yet not so.
The edge of sky,
Where it touches the mountains and trees.
The edge of sand,
Where it finds itself embraced by the sea.
The line of sky on the far ocean horizon,
as the two merge into distance,
only because of the limits of our eyes.
The special place where the trio of sand and sky and water meet,
As an ever-moving line.
Moving Contrast, uncontainable except in a moment.
And then, not really contained,
but shared for a fleeting instant with a human hand or bare foot.
Consider with me the perspective beyond bland.
Be brave with me as we hold up opposition for viewing,
Not only side by side,
But closely touching.
The Left and Right as integral parts of the whole.
Contrast is sharp and often extraordinarily painful.
It is an edge, the vanishing end to a knife's blade.
It is the point of the tearing of bandage from wounding.
The coldest water at first touch of warm skin.
The final jump of an eagle's feet from cliff to air.
Unmixed separates together, ever defining the edges of each other.
There is a beauty in contrast.
Even a necessity.
Contrast often is only a sliver.
The sliver between here and there,
this and that.
Us and them.
It is the point at which we realize we are searingly alive.
Overcome by the beauty of life's contrast we smile as we cry.
Yesterday touching today as today runs into tomorrow.
So often, and so easily,
We immerse our own selves in what WE know.
There is always another perspective.
Valid or Not.
To know and appreciate our own perspective better,
Can we venture to entertain the wearing of the shoes of another?
The wearing of the ocean on the sand,
May or may not change the sand,
But does not destroy the sand.
And conversely the sand rises up a standard touching the ocean,
But does not annihilate the water.
Fear is born and bred in the unknown.
So don’t fear. Know.
Watch & Assess. Decide.
Know an opposing view,
And thus better Know Thyself.
Know better what you should do.
Being ever mindful of the blessed line of contrast.
Yes, a Blessed Line.
Do you see?
And with me you might passionately disagree,
But yet, I will be friendly like the sea to the sand or the sand to the sea.
It is the way I have learned to be.
If you find it in your heart,
Be like this with me.
In all our contrast, we are human beings after all.
Running the same human race together each day.
Holding each of us our own ideals, carefully formed.
Honed by the contrast we dare to see.
Thank you when you contrast me.
Let me leave you with a quoting from One far smarter than I.
"Matthew 5: (KJV)
43 Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.
44 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;
45 That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
46 For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same?
47 And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others? do not even the publicans so?
48 Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect."
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