We’re babies when we notice opposites,
so day & night or open/shut are taught
with ease, just like we learn which contour fits
each hole in sorting toys. With further thought
as children, we begin to reason thus:
that pain makes wellness better and that night
turns light more precious, and then most of us
appreciate how contrast feeds delight.

We know this, but we seek all good, and moan
whenever we’re obstructed, comfort-wise.
The benefits of hardship aren’t told.
And though a stressor spurs new growth, as shown
by cells and cultures, still my cohort cries
for ease, avoiding bouts of work or cold.