There is a fine line between trying and not. Giving and taking. Holding and releasing. Being lost and being present.
In the greyness of in between is where balance lives. Between the inhale and exhale, so much of our life resides within the brief moment of oxygen in, carbon dioxide out.
Real strength comes from a balance of both sides - it is a lean, a bend in both directions.
It is up to us to listen to that voice - not the boisterous voice or the sad, lonely voice, but the voice of grace. The voice of light bending into dark, the voice of now.