In the Middle

Distant yet close

Close yet distant

To grieve

Feeling close, joy, and peace

Feeling distant, lonely, and frustrated

The heart sways

With kindness and warmth

With severity and coldness

Good and bad

Conveniently labeling

The heart is dualistic

Going back and forth

Close, distant

Joy and sorrow

Relief and anxiety

Warm and cold

Kind and strict

Good and bad

The heart moves conveniently

Swaying and grieving

People are just like that

At such times

Something is missing

Something has changed

Losing one's place

Not knowing how to stand

Where should I stand?

Draw a ruler

A wavering heart goes back and forth

Where was the middle, I wonder...

I try standing in a place that seems like the center

Within duality

Finding the middle and standing there

A lacking heart floats up, gently

A fulfilling heart floats up, softly

Both of them floating

Gently, softly

Once again, my heart wavers slightly

With lack and with gratitude

Holding duality in your hands

And standing still in the middle

Just feeling yourself standing there

Beginning to feel

While holding both sides of duality

Just standing

In the place that is your own position

In the middle

Sorrow and joy, lack and gratitude

Observing everything, holding everything

In the middle

Just standing still

~The Golden Mean~

The position of the golden mean is a bird's-eye view
It is a position from which one can look down upon both sides

For a heart swaying between dualities,
holding both equally without bias

Or, even without holding them,
keeping both equally in view below

Being in a position to view the whole widely

Separating the heart from the event

In a swaying heart,
the dualistic mind is wavering

I have spun the sense of the golden mean
into words

..Thank you for reading..

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