Interplay of Sun & Moon & Earth

We were talking for ages about balance and extremes, the topic constant contortions between the madness and the sane. And thimble of darkness that infiltrates the light and bright specks of something that interrupts the night.

The cliche symbology we tattoo on upon skin. The hardness of the Yang, softened by the Yin. Did you consider it spins? A centrifugal power that contains us all within!

And the places where our feet fall and the people that we meet. 

The wild delightful places that appear just off the street.

To stand in the vortex between this place and that, and To be without breathing a mind sharp as a tack.

To watch the Sun rising while the moon is in sight, and in turn as we're spinning she retreats from the light. 

The power emitted in the spinning of orbs, and a life so committed to the life that it knows. To stand on the shore as the tide draws in and know that now is only time there has been.