Betwixt the Between
We all know the frustration of not living up to the standards we would wish for. The lines below point to, and wrestle with, the paradoxes of our lives. Some say, especially those looking to Jungian writings, that we cannot accept paradox until we come to the second half of our life. In my own Christian Tradition, the Apostle Paul, lamented that he did not do what he wished, but did what he did not want. These words are for all of us who feel the exasperation of the times we just don’t believe we measure up. To be taken, of course, with a good laugh!
(i)
Hot and cold
Driven and despondent
Loving and lustful
Peaceful and agitated
Tender and aggressive
Committed and scatty
Centred and distracted.
Our seesaw
Up
Then
Down.
We step
Forward
Slide
Back.
Our lives are
A collection
Or scattering
Of opposites
Inconsistencies
Paradoxes
Contradictions.
Integrity and hypocrisy
Stamina and inconstancy.
We are absolutely relative
And
Relatively absolute!
Betwixt the between.
Splinter in another’s eyes
Plank in our own.
Welcome
To
Humanity.
Oh how we wish
It were not so!
(ii)
We stray
But
We re-join
The path.
Knowing others
Fall
With us
Beside us
And
Rise with us
And step on.
Many have gone
Before us
Gaining great ground
And falling
P
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M
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T
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From their heights
Of self righteousness.
Standing
By who
We are
In our imperfect paradox
We begin to behold
Where our shadow
Adds tones
To the refraction
Of our light
Not condemning us
But refining the consistency
Of a beautiful brokenness
An artwork emerging.
Simon C.J. Falk 15 June 2015