POEM
A smile on the face
Of a young man passing by
A bird on a branch
Who looks right at you, then at the sky
The whisper of the wind
On a hot and arid day
A song that wafts gently
Singing sweetly, lay Lady lay
To see, to find something beautiful
Even in the bleakest of times
The happy and the sad
The highs and the lows
The light and the dark
The fast and the slow
They commingle and cohere.
Summer and winter
Day and night
To see something beautiful
In the bleakest of times
From a center that holds everything
Contentment arises
Joy, you behold.
‘If summer and winter, day and night, are one with you,
you have overcome the contradictions.’
-From the Message of Silo, Chapter 13, The Principles
