As I was walking down the yellow line again this evening I was once more faced with binary opposites. On the left was the dark mystery of the cornfield, a foreground to the smog of glittering downtown. The right was on fire with light, the weeds and grass lit up across the surface, dotted with purple and yellow. Behind the trees was the setting sun, a calling to the light.
Dark and light - the ultimate conflict, the debate of phototaxis. Do we seek the mystery or look to the light?
1 comment:
Well worded. I like it.
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