Purpose And Duality Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

Even the sky has a purpose,
To be able to shine, it gives light,
Even in slumber, it lies in darkness,
As long as it can become.

So life has a reason, season and purpose,
Just as the wind brings joy, it destroys,
As eyes draw down tears, it sees also,
It sees, as pain the mouth shouts,
It also sees, it speaks and laughs sometimes.

So life has a purpose, for you and I,
You and I, if love becomes a meaning,
Meeting us both on the verge of its edge,
To surge and emerge as true kind people,
To stand in kind to ourselves,
If what may, crumble or crept under our carpet in life.