In
everything there does reside
the
brighter and the shadow side
Even
suns in twilight shine
as
noonday moons from midnight hide
In
dusk there dwells the hope of dawn
midday
casts shadows, deep and strong
In
balance checked, each force entwined
The
weave of patterns by design
Do
not resist the ebbing tide
or
refuse precious points of pride
Accepting
each with purpose clear
embracing
both, shed undue fear
Yet
revel not with undue joy
nor
righteous, wicked lust destroy
Lest
burn within a flame so bright
it
immolates the very night
Then
darkness grows, as wire thin
are
drawn resolve and hope, and then
while
holding close most hated fears,
you've
lost your grasp on all that's dear
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