Rain, wet and unrelenting
Sun, so hot and dazzling
Dreams of misty, cool rain
And rides in an air-conditioned train
Skylines of harsh, cold concrete
Valleys of lush, green meadows
Thunderstorms over a thrashing sea
Beaches of soft, golden sand
Babies at birth, joy abound,
Death bed a-calling, woe surround
Youth, fresh as a first bloom
Aged, feelings of gloom and doom
We thrive in opposites, love and hate.
We live a life surrounded by dualities; we can’t do without the other. When there is light, there will be darkness and where there is birth, death always follows.