To and fro

 

The heart of reality beats with the duality of lights and weaves a pattern of energies in constant ebb and flow.

In that unity to be real is the unbreakable spirit and the eternal wonder.

 For strength lies in difference and not in similarities, then unity without verity is just conspiracy.

The to and fro in unity is diversity, and then we cannot be separated in interest or divided in purpose.

The to and fro of love become a memory that holds like a treasure, the tears that build the stairway to heaven is holding the big magic.

The to and fro of sacred tears that speak in poetry a thousand words and turn to joy in the present grief are the changing shapes.

The water of growth is in the tears and the rainbow of the soul to see that love have some thorns, but without them, there are no roses.

The to and fro are the gates of initiation in the cyclic nature of experience. Cycles which take some seconds to remember, other cycles take thousand of years to create a current between seeds and roots to be born again in new forms.

The to and fro of daylight and nightlight are the equinoxes of wholeness and the everlasting act of incarnation.

The child born on earth is an exile from the heaven and its stilling from the heart is the poetic alchemy.

The to and fro is the love of form as progressing stimulus that culminates in the love of the formless.

The to and fro from those who try to make virtue out of their faults are the main characters on the stage of the divine comedy.

The to and fro of willingness is in the value of sacrifice, as one single moment of sincerity weighs out all falsehood.

The to and fro and relief in life, is to rise above complexity and conventionality.

The to and fro in all situation of life are tests to bring out the real and the false.