Knowing Ourselves Is Our Greatest Adventure Poem by Matthew Roeser

The darkness that spreads along the line
To divide the foamy white sea of light
Dive, dive back into the black
Your foul deeds of crushing bone and blood 
Pushed into the ocean 
Bathed in good works too
driven by guilt
The two exist side by side
Mirroring the one with the other
When it struck 
It struck atom to atom
Melding two as one
To exist side by side 
Shoulder to shoulder 
With halting hands we feel 
Along the line 
That dwells in our spirit
To reach across the line
Breaking through the forbidden
We choose which line to cross
Every moment a new vice or virtue
Every moment a new frontier
To conquer and know the wilderness 
Of ourselves is our greatest adventure