Poem September 10, 2012 Issue

The pendulum stops

Gwenn Gurnack

at the still point where
good or evil seemed to be
divine good is there 

throughout the space where
truth or error seemed to be
steadfast Truth is there 

in the center where
love or hatred seemed to be
boundless Love is there 

between the poles where
joy or sadness seemed to be
constant joy is there— 

forever now where
health or sickness seemed to be
perfect health is there 

no more here nor there
frictionless infinity
I am everywhere 

—Gwenn Gurnack

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