Boundaries

The exchanges made between sun and shade, where the one can't invade..the other....
Such a wonder the way that the world was made, lightening can't invade..the thunder....
From the night to the day, to the land from the sea..the air that I breathe to the vacuum of space, the leaves on the trees to the desolate waste...the amazement of the dream to reality's wonder....
The thoughts in the brain to the words that I speak, the loss of the game to a sweet victory, the never gettin picked to the the people picking me, borders between winter and summer...
The exchanges made between the desert and the rain, between acceptance and complaints, between the pleasures and the pain. Level headed to deranged, well known to estranged, when the nothing in the drain becomes, something.......

PAW