The Duality Poem by Mouktar Albert

As fall blanketed all he knew the boy contimplated the duality which surrounded him peering with sorrow laden eyes through the tall swaying grasses of the prairiefield once green and bountiful but now sapped of life. Like a golden brown sea it lay before him as if lit ablaze by the relentless burn of the summer sun. The inanimate scene rendered into motion by harsh and unforgiving winds. Never has such death accompanied such boundless beauty. For isn't it so that we cannot bask in the shimmering warmth of sunlight without knowing the cold dark embrace of the moon lite sky or enjoy the sweet nector of a honey bee without feeling its sting........(im stuck here?)