Room to Grow
My yin room is dark and foreboding:
A depression den, so to speak, of forgotten
Boxes and belongings.
It is here I feel sad, embracing the existential dread
Of my being; the world is cruel and cold, and will not change.
It does not know how to hold the intensity of changing temperatures.
The hallway is a liminal state,
A transition between sleep and wakefulness.
My yang room is light and welcoming:
A sunshine suite, so to speak, of treasured
Windows and cushions.
It is here I feel joy, in love with the wonders of the world
And the people in it; my heart holds immense compassion.
I spread my lightness into the sky so the clouds may feel my warmth.
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Interesting concept the rooms of the self
Nurturing darkness is to feed it more darkness. Transformation takes place when light is nurtured instead. Light diminishes darkness. Our responsibility is to share light, to keep it alive, so all will not be consumed by darkness. Counterbalances emotional isolation and fragmentation. Perceptive tone and vivid imagery support this transformation. The speaker transforms inner darkness and opens to light in poem’s conclusion. Thank you for sharing. Wishing you well on your journey