Equivalent Exchange; the Sun, the Grass, and Her

When the winter cold finally eases,
and the sun promises to warm and relax you;
when the yellowed grasses from the previous year still stand tall
as they slowly give way to the new growth,
And you can lie fully in the light.

I'm enthralled with the duality of things, with the multiple realities of a singular experience or story. To fully appreciate an essence, one must also have the other. 
The icingly white snow gives way to the blistering sun, which, in turn, eventually gives way to the snow again.
The copper mare, strong in her will must lie down, this rest and vulnerability fueling her strength.
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