Sorrowful, sublime,
gentle, hard,
soft and jagged
edges.
That's why we're here,
isn't it?
To taste opposites
and be wildered.
The mandible of the pit bull
in the throat of the kitten.
Gray mucous wings emerging
from Winter's cocoon
as a rainbow instantly
in flight.
A hummingbird,
motionless in midair.
Your aching nipple
giving milk.
None of it is born
but for an instant.
Doesn't this make you glad?
Doesn't this make you
cherish what Is?
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