Dancing Opposites

The shrill and unsettling cacophony of coyotes

Split the dawn sky and shattered the fragile moonbeams

Moonbeams of illusion shining softly through the dewdrops

That lie dreaming on the skylight of my mind

This is not a gentle world

There is a disintegration or a tearing apart

Of everything that exists

In this mad and excruciatingly beautiful

Creation of dancing opposites

Hold on to nothing

Can you hope to grasp the shimmering mist

That dances on the shore?

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