The Two Sisters

Two sisters, each unlike the other

One combats the life with aggression, proud, she throws back all she receives,

Another accepts life, in her melancholy world at times,

 Yet blossoms like a sunflower and seeks the sun’s rays to live her life

Without a hand on their head and without the control of their fate,

They trot through life together but their own way,

Unaccustomed to but wanting for a guiding hand all the while

Losses such as their in life and remembrance of unfathomable sights plague their mind,

As they feel their way through the dark unknown lanes of life alone.

There are but flashes of light, illuminating their thoughts with a ray of hope, a divine intervention

A divine intervention to warn of the potholes and show the mountains that they could climb

Climb to meet, as each one becomes the other, a thin line they trod on.

And to help salvage the goodies from their past,

Who has more of those??I wonder

Are they amongst us? Maybe such characters are living and breathing creature in our universe.

But there are two that live on for eternity and are beyond human boundaries,

The two sisters “love and hate” they are.