50/50

Does it matter really, in the long run

That every dream materialized

Came with a cutting edge?

Those who deny the mystical scales

Are only fooling themselves

The balance is ever present.

Ebb & flow

A garden left untended

Will succumb to the weeds

Much like the hearts

Who resist the dream

For the sake of inevitable loss.

If we are honest with ourselves

Has there not

For every bad day

Been a good one?

We make the choice

To dwell in the shadows

The light knows not rejection

Turn your face to the sun

Honor the good

Release the guilt that comes with mistakes

To err is human

So too...is forgiveness

We couldn't love you more.

Natasha Head