A Dichotomy

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A late-night meditation...why is it that we are capable of feeling such a vast array of emotions in such a short period of time?

Submitted: August 21, 2018

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Submitted: August 21, 2018



I felt a lonely tear today

Slipping down my cheek,

Sliding surreptitiously

As if to hide the leak;

And when I asked her why she slipped,

She didn’t wish to speak.


I felt a pleasant thought today

Lighting up my eyes,

Stretching lips from side to side

In admirable size;

But when I probed the honeyed thought

She simply smiled, all wise.


I only asked so I could find

The reason for the tear;

The reason for the pleasant thought -

That smile from ear to ear -

And how it was that both in peace

 Could dwell together here.


So I fell silent with the two

  But soon, with muffled starts,

 The lonely tear and pleasant thought

 Began to share their hearts;

In perfect harmony they spoke

As if they’d practiced parts:



“To feel is both the highest gift

And most entrancing pain,

And tears of sorrow and of joy

Both leave an equal stain;

Yet, though there is dichotomy

That makes a soul distraught,

The chance to feel at all

Outweighs the fate of feeling naught.”

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