In between the blackness and the bright,
Graded shades of grey and lilac lie.
These variegated colours give delight.
And from my soul, I hear a happy sigh.
As we live, we dwell in mysteries;
Must take decisions based on various views.
And unknown memories from our history
Bring out the old then misperceive the new.
For true perception, we must humble be.
Not for moral reasons but for sight.
The emptiness lets flood creative seas.
And allows bright rays of guiding golden light.
We need to know we do not know at all.
And, trembling, hold the doors of vision wide.
So gentle should be judgements when we fail.
Then errors we’ll appreciate, not hide.
We will deal with life unknown, unclear;
Perception is a better guide than fear