Yin and Yang
The yin. Dark, Passive, Feminine Energy. The yang. Light, Active, Masculine Energy. We walk so often at the curvy edge between worlds, hesitant or assured, with bitterness or bliss. A comforting dark, an impulsive white, grounding their limits and losing them altogether. Losing them in each other, and finding the other within. When one strives to decipher the meanders within, that we wish were as harmonious as they let others see. When yang discovers yin not at the edge but at the very center. Nested at the heart of its very being, like a challenge to its identity, a pied-de-nez to its essence. Yin - boastful and proud of giving its meaning to a proud Yang - is not spared. Like a reminder of the inner strength of the most passive state of being. Colours shattered. Identity altered. Or are they. My strength is function of yours it says. In my yin, your yang finds its very essence. And my yang is where your yin rests and is fulfilled. Growth is at the edge. At the ...