Dancing Dialectic

I wonder what revelation is hiding

In the stream of consciousness

Which we are riding; between

The opinions we together are siding and

What the Spirit in the silence is guiding?


I bet it is a dialectic of sorts,

Thesis, antithesis and synthesis, of course

Of the sacred’s and the profanes’s long and shorts

As we listen for the notes and the chords

While we dance.


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