Duality's Paradise

Another glorious day in paradise for sure!

Dark clouds and bad news,
And Yin says, "Beautipurr."

But there are things that I must do.
Heat and Sunshine, come!
Yin says, "Oh, pooh, pooh—"

I don't know just how she does it.
I never see her rush or fidget,
Yet all is calm and done.
So I want her—
So I chase—
She never runs.
But, in my haste,
I push her into day—
So far that night-ness comes.

Her shadow halts me.
I reverse my spin.
She comes longing,
Softly calling,

“Yang?
Yang?
Where are you, Dear?”

-jenn long