Yang to Yin
velvet-black and nightly peace.
I am the pause between
your gods of commerce and body,
vast expanse of star-filled
pinpricks of light.
I am the canvas for your dreams and imaginings,
the backdrop for your psychedelic nocturnal narratives.
and the hiding place for your fears.
I am the darkness,
one step before the threshold of dawn, one step after the drama of the day.
I am your liminal space.
I am your resting place.
I am the light,
emergent dawn and doorway to day,
yawning opening of peripheral possibility,
Yang to yin and burning embers of despair.
Awaken to what is
and what might be.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019