“There’s Mars and Venus!” she exclaimed, pointing.
“Mars is the fourth planet from the sun
and Venus is the second.”
“What a pair they are, he answered,
“for Mars represents war and Venus represents love.”
“And here we are on the Earth, the third planet,
situated right between
those two opposites of love and war.”
“Here on Earth we live in a perfect state of balance,
although it is a rather delicate thing.
We’re a blend of war and peace,
passion and reason,
sobriety and drunkenness,
adventurousness and foolishness,
violence and forgiveness.
That is our life!
Oh, it is such a tenuous state of awareness!”
“We must walk the tightrope,
balancing there between
the foolish and the reckless.
It’s the point between up and down,
the point between night and day,
like that of half light dusk or dawn.”
“Indeed, the greatest blunder in this life
is to fear that you might make one.”
“I love it! Your passion is so reasonable
in this state of awareness.”
“And your reasoning is so passionate!”
“That reminds me of a poetic joke I heard,
from the poet Byron,
though I’ve extended it slightly”
she said, “but, as you know,
there is some truth behind all jokes.
This is sort of how it goes:”
Let us have wine, lovers, song, and laughter;
Water, chastity, prayer the day after.
Such, we’ll alternate the rest of our days—
On the average, we’ll make Hereafter!
“It’s funny, but true—a real golden mean.”
“By our nature we’re all a mixture
of both ‘good’ and ‘bad’.”
“Yes, there is a beast within us,
but it helps us to survive.
It is the reason that we dance and dream,
the reason that we feel and live with zest.
It makes us push and try and climb.
Without this beast within us, life would be so boring.”
“We’d be perfect angels.”
“But—we wouldn’t be us.”
“So—all’s right with the world—just the way it is.”