Do you know light without sensing what is darkness?
Void of love, dressed in half-truth, a slithering tongue.
Echoes.
Can you feel what is light?
Familiar, like your mother’s arms,
Heart hugged, a gentle melody.
There is no yin and yang-just good. Just evil.
There is no stars to follow, no mystical force, no voodoo.
Just good. Just evil.
Touch. Hold. Listen. To Know.
Simple truth.
OÂ How you can sit with it,
Comfortably converse and carry it.
Unfolding as a blossom,
showing it’s colors-unbounded brillance,
piece by piece,
Unveiling,
A sweet yet familiar symphony,
composer: the great Orchestrator.
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