Two Sides Of A Flippant Coin Poem by Anita Atina

When a cycle comes to a close,
Is a good time to observe,
What an amazing journey its been!

When you’ve been standing in the eye
Of a quiet storm, that’s whisked you into
Never-before experiences.

Where you’re witness and participant to,
Nature’s everyday miracles,
Unexpected love.

Knowing the incredible high,
That finding a kindred soul brings,
And throbbing despair, at losing it all!

Love and loss then become,
Two sides of the same flippant coin,
As we keep journeying.

Holding together pieces,
Of life and love,
That survived the storm.

The load gets lighter, eventually
As we step away from,
What cannot be!

The blessings that make us,
And teach us, who we are
No one can take away!

When a cycle comes to a close,
Another one gathers,
Its contours undefined.

Yet hope survives, leading us to pray that,
Moments of love, and
Joyful companions will find us again.

Interspersed with the discoveries,
That this rough-hewn teacher,
Called life grants us.

In this big experiment,
Called the journey,
Of life.