Friday, April 29, 2016

Truth found in ambiguity

If only we could learn to live with ambiguity:
the flower, whose bloom thrusts through the asphalt;
the still sweetness of dawn after a night of storms;
the love that only can emerge after another love's been lost;
the painting that might be a sheep,
or perhaps a foaming glass of beer --
to understand that nothing's either all bad or all good:
that is the beginning of truth.

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