Transcend Duality

I've heard the opposite of love is indifference, I think something different than that, It's hate, though the hollows of nothing, far worse, Solidified matter of fact, Only through hate can we know of love's place, Just as sweltering sweat makes us cold, And the way that the moon steals sunlight for the night, Day to dark, when cowards to bold, In my relative time here on Earth I have seen, Blinding pain allows joy to exist, And I think about life after death, God and hell, Honestly hard to tell which is which, I seek endlessly for answers to questions unknown, Choose between keeping peace or to fight, Finding yin and yang as a guide, always wrong, But then again, never not right, All the same, here we are, none and all, simultaneously, Differentiating between the twos, When one is the other, the other the one, Dualities transcend me and you.