Two Sides of the Same Coin

One side is dark, the other bright,
which one to choose, the noose is closing
The prices too close and the time too short,
the air is rushing out as if in a snort,
the noise is deafening, like a thunder bolt,
Oh! What could these auguries mean?
Are they hinting at an impending storm,
or of the silence that could anytime close in?
Sometimes life takes us to edges so sharp
and leave there to ponder over nothing at all,
Moments slip out of hands and life feels,
as though drowning helplessly in deep waters.
Only if those recondite facts could be
superficial or at least translucent,
choosing would have been easy and
life a lot more facile, complacent;
but then, how much would thou have,
put thy life at stake for - how many pennies less?
The shallowness would have fast crept in,
but that would still have been deep enough,
to stifle the value that thou today hold for thy life.
These portents are just manifestations,
they exculpate the claim of the coin, that,
it is a worthless one unless it has two sides to it.