Ying-Yang

In the old woods did yang jump and laugh For the weather was good for the fish he sought In the ornate mansion did ying fret and cry For wealth was the reason her parents fought Deep within, she hoped she had a bit of yang’s peace The hook was bad and yang hoped for a bit of ying’s wealth To mend the old hook the fish incessantly did tease The best did ying have but still suffered a fragile health In a corner somewhere, yang knew something was missing But simply dismissed the piercing idea of the impossible Somewhere far, ying had that special feeling again teasing But simply dismissed the piercing idea of the impossible A fortnight in that picturesque made a deep mark Which differences helplessly could not efface The hybrid was strong and nothing did it lack For it will take more than death for the mark to erase The ying-yang was no respecter of time and place It simply brought the dispersed pieces together And carefully taught the proud to be mild and meek In total obedience to the power of the love they seek Like magic, it carried the two to the world they searched For the odds of life and principles of man it defied Creating a quintessential world where the duo perched With only the strength and power of their love to be relied on Like a lock and key, the pieces fitted exactly Incomprehensibly making the impossible possible like a dream Like an enzyme and substrate, ying-yang together grew perfectly With its infectious power flowing about like a stream Silently granting anyone willing the complete healing Ready to free anyone from the rancor celibacy could not mend It shows itself blatantly to a duo with a common feeling And rewards those who listen with a jewel they can’t lend A jewel meant for and only worn by two destined to wear A jewel that tells a sad and happy story of a once blind pair Who were deaf to the cries and screams of some power within Instructing them with a map, to find their destined true love