Two forces in us

There is a destructive force in us
But also one that creates, that connects,
resting in light and silence.

Two forces pull together,
a rollercoaster of feelings and thoughts,
producing one or the other.

An abyss lies between them,
over which a bridge leads,
with the wind of echoes at your back.

Where does the path lead us at the moment?
mostly uncontrolled, without questions,
following without knowledge, in monotony.

We watch the hustle and bustle powerlessly,
as slaves of our minds,
ignorant of its content.

If we listen to the thin voice,
that seems to whisper inside us,
we untie the knot of slavery.

Walking the golden path of the midway…

Unknown poet