The Paradox Within
Two forces pull, yet none prevail,
A silent truth beyond the veil.
In stillness, the cosmos hums its tune,
A dance of shadows against the moon.
What is light but the birth of shade?
What is loss but the gift it made?
The fracture of chaos, the calm it feeds,
A circle completes where the split recedes.
We are the center, the endless divide,
The fleeting edge where opposites collide.
Not one, not two, not whole, not part,
A paradox etched in the depths of the heart.
The steps we climb, the depths we fall,
Are mirrors of balance that cradle us all.
To be is to weave through fire and air,
To find in the dual the unity there.
No answers linger, no truths remain,
Only the rhythm of joy and pain.
For within the stillness, beyond the strife,
Lies the fragile symmetry of life.