A little bit zen again (or taoist I guess)...nothing can exist without its opposite...
Yin and Yang
To catch your reflection in
a stinking puddle
muck mirror image
and the pristine sky behind
Or glimpse a road kill
in full stench, its architecture
peeping through its skin
amid the gently blowing roadside grass
To thrill to see a hawk
snatch up its prey
yet know the converse agony
of beak-ripped dying flesh
To see the ugliness and beauty
the life and death entwined
and know its seamless unity
Designerless design
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