Love and hate

How can love walk hand in hand with bitter hate

when each is so opposed and driven to be different,

to reach beyond the purpose that the other would have,

disappearing into worlds each would prevent?


And yet it does, where sweet sublime will mingle

with that which is so dark, so separating and so cruel,

with no connection in the way that love would have,

and no division in the way that hate  would pull.


Polarity is stretched across a great divide which calls,

and each must tiptoe into balance, finding centre,

so that relationship is real and not too much of either;

foolish are the ways of love and hate ’til mended.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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