God invented dark
As a respite
From high noon
That searing sun
Of which mortal men are made
To see
Sow much more
Innumerable lofty stars
Unseen in mere day dreams
Beyond won’s highest hopes
Awe at once
A mist unbelievably rare life
Thou dust hold together
Awe that matters
When noonday returns
Here is yet another poem about hope, just in case you may need to re-stock, or stock up. Life is replete with cycles. 
Day and night, sleep and wakefulness. Opposites teem in a paradox packed reality. Belief and skepticism are life-long dance partners. Our quest for unity requires acceptance of diversity. The immeasurable value of life is most evident in the face of death.
Taoists seem to have the keenest awareness of the importance of opposites and their complimentary nature. That the nature of something is inextricably bound to its opposite, or even comes from its opposite, is mind-boggling. The mind reaches one of its natural limits when it comes to logical contradictions. Of course, the Taoists’ purpose is not to jar the mind, but un-jar the mind — and free up the heart.
Hope is the purview of the heart. Hope may not make cents for those demanding a foolproof return on their investment. Delving into the vital depths of paradoxes and life’s necessary contradictions is not for the fainthearted. Wholehearted living demands assent and even gusto in the thralls of uncertainty and unpredictability in order to make the most of life. Hope is the life-blood of an entrepreneurial life spirit. The attachment to conventional power — those well-known levers of control — and the insistence on dominion over others, is the nemesis of hope. Hope arises from a place beyond mere control. Hope, awash in possibility, is an existential reality ever-present on the threshold of human life.
For many, the contemporary context for this poem is a looming Donald Trump presidency. Many fear that their existence may be taxed beyond bearing. This is undoubtedly true for some. Still, the contrasting values brought forth by the Don’s cartel will as surely offer high relief. 
Starker choices can favor moral humans as much or more than amoral or immoral humans. If you want presumed victory, take the sociopath, limiting the struggle to the well-worn levers of control. If you want more, let your heart take hope, take time to see the light amidst the darkness, and listen intently to whatever maybe herd for the duration of human game.
