I touch the light,
knowing it is of all being.
I touch shadow,
knowing it is only seen
by light's gleam.
And in seeing both together
is seeing the entire whole.
And in piecing both together,
is completing the entire soul.
So thus as I stand alone,
gazing into twilight.
Knowing thus, at that moment
I stand alone, waiting for the night.
Yet the heart it shall forever shine,
ever knowing,
that darkness shall come on.
Its light it shall forever shine,
ever knowing,
that somewhere awaits, a new dawn.
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