It is not easy for parents to
watch the baby grow,
To see the precious baby unique to them changing.
They rejoice but still regret it so.
Yet it would pain the parents also and far more,
If the baby didnít grow, lagged and was left behind.
Part of them is sad to see the baby change,
Yet another part of them wants to see their baby grow,
Glorying in the child that is a part of them.
Looking forward to how their child will shoot up one day.
There is inside of all of us dual mind at times,
Formed from natural conflicts of emotions, sweet and strong,
That are not logical or even reasonable but they are there.
They express higher truths than mere reasoning ever can.
In such the essentials of good living are to be found.
Logic is an oversimplifying thing. The grave yards are full of
those who have achieved logic. By dividing the body and the soul,
dividing the paradox of good living, thereby ending the union of
two opposites called life.
When out of two feelings, you choose one,
Then you lose the other.
To choose is to lose,
And if to choose does make us lose,
Who but a fool would choose to numb one half his feelings?
Logic unsuppressed can make half wits of us all,
And often does so, flourishing half-thinkers.
Reason is the lobotomy the mind tries to give the feelings,
Making them logical, while logic is not what we need.
The real truth in life lies in holding, balancing,
honoring the truth of two or more opposing feelings we have
at the same time. There are paradoxes in life that we feel and know,
are not logical, but yet are real and true.
As our illogical feelings may express truth higher and best,
And with the high style of heaven put logic to rest.