The battle is fought
Deep inside our minds
Each decision or indecision
Balances the scales
And the weight of the feather
Means nothing when you fall like lead
The flames of hell
Sizzling bright fire burning your soul
The snake enticing you with promises
Easier whispered than kept
The angel’s wings keeping you aloft
When darkness falls
Times when hesitation
Can change the fate of the world
Seconds to spare
Before the bomb explodes
Falling and flying are just
A matter of perception
A matter of direction
A matter of great importance
The constant pull
Between light and dark
Between evil and good
Between pleasure and the quest
The battle is fought
Deep inside our minds
Tearing at our soul and
Tugging our heartstrings
Dragging us down and
Lifting us up
Each decision or indecision
Leaves us tied up in the middle
Feeling small and insignificant
When we are so important
The devil is in the detail
And the big picture, too
We don’t grow our wings in a day
But we may start right now.
The battle is fought
Deep inside our minds
Each and every day
Till the final moment
When we find out
If we made a difference.
© Sybille Sterk
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beautiful and true….great work……
Thank you so much. :-)
Between light and dark
Between evil and good
Between pleasure and the quest…
Could it be that these six things are all together one and the very texture and form of the problem itself?
Thank you so much Blake. Oh yes, I think those six make up the soloution and the problem… and they make life interesting… ;-)
Great work, congratulations!
Thank you so much Rusty! Greatly appreciated. :-)
Oh my, this is a powerfully gorgeous write! The tug of war, the tug of peace that we fight and play each day on the battlefield and playing field of our mind…Stunning work!
:-) Thank you so much Melody. :-)
yes, powerful work! the battle rages. brilliant as ever! congrats on your feature!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Thank you so much Shar! :-) xoxoxoxoxox ♥
great words. I think we are living heaven and hell, they do not come at a later stage. When we die as give up our body that were were using, we take the next stage in life. just think what we were before we came to use the body and what were we before that? and what is next, I just cant wait :)
Thank you so much Declan. I quite like the idea that we learn something different each time we’re around.
oh YES
such is our duality and the daily to and fro,
a brilliant piece darling and the artwork is sublime. I adore this work xoxoxoxoxo
Thank you so much Lisa. Means so much. :-) xoxoxoxoxo ♥♥♥
Your words are so powerful, this is so well written Sybille…Love it…
Thank you so much Chris. :-)
Great work Love it!!
Many, many thanks. :-) Greatly appreciated.
Great image and art of dualities well done and your poem is fullof truths !LIz
Thank you so much Liz. :-) xo