Human/Light

A Poetry about Transcendence and Purpose

Light is said to be, Both a particle, And yet a wave, Such dichotomy.

Yet there is harmony, In between, The dualistic nature, Of even light itself.

Yet human struggles, To come to terms, With the order, And yet the chaos.

Of existence, Of subsistence, Of persistence, Of perseverance.

Human is from light, The light is from human, Because human perceives, And thus light exists.

The human perceives it, Against, Darkness, The chaos.

The light resembles, Order for human, The darkness resembles, Chaos for human.

But it is in darkness, We can feel one, With everything, And yet scared.

And it is in light, That we discriminate, Between ourselves, And everybody.

It is in human, You find the body, To be made just, With particles.

It is in human, You find the thoughts, To be emitted, Like waves all day.

The light exists, Happily, Illuminating, Everything in universe.

Why is that human, Falters from doing, The same, To remain sane?

The light may have, Dual nature but, It always follows, To the goal.

And it is by the, Same pattern, A human, Can attain peace.

To follow a path, Completely and, Not faltering from it, Is the path to peace.