Poles of opinion compel us,
pick a side and choose a team,it's comfortable in the black and white,
in the mix and camraderie of a crowd.
Standing our ground in the gray
as emotions and reactions attempt to entice
us to one pole or the other
and definitive and clear comfort of black and white.
Holding space in the in-between place
watching as the people standing with us
gradually give in to the pull of polarity
for protection against the stones being hurled
by those in the black and white.
It takes courage and steadiness to stand in the gray,
to hold our ground in the winds of doctrine,
to remain planted in place as the streams of water erode
the ground around our roots.
We are rooted,
we are planted,
and we are firm,
we are holding space in the between place
because it's the right, but not easy, thing to do.
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