Ying-Yang

I am the Ying, You are the Yang-I, the Yang, You- the Ying.Let us bathe in the wild river, our heads uplifted and locked into the infinite space.Let us lock arms and heart with the parlance of the ever-flowing fountain of youth crashing beneath our bare feet.Steering consciously, yet flowing respectfully with the circle of life.Il piu nell, uno- nothing is quite beautiful alone, nothing is but beautiful in the whole.It'll be not my want or my need, yet our wants and our needs.While I push, you pull and while I can pull you shall push.Not in a half moon but a full will the water, which we nourish from, rise to the stars which we feed with admiration.I am the Ying, You are the Yang-I, the Ying, you-the Yang.In your darkest hour, I shall be the moon that lights your path to the brightness of day.In my driest hour, you shall be the rain that awakens the richest of greens and sweetest of aromas.Without the Ying, there is no Yang-Without the Yang, there is, in fact, no Ying.Together the circle may be whole,Together the world may keep spinning round and round and round.