Here we are for all to see,
I’m not you, and you’re not me.
We’re both a half of who we are.
Add us together, and both become a we.

Usually you’re black while I am white,
Both are equal though different as day and night.
A pattern emerges as we swirl and flow,
Though never mixing, makes a beautiful sight.

We’ve swirled and flowed since time began:
Over mountains, oceans, even desert sand.
We’ve been seen everywhere in all sorts of weather,
Twirling to unheard music, but never blending together.

We’re universal energy, equal yet opposite
For enlightened minds to behold and see
As we twirl to our music, carried on invisible wings
Toward our long sought out destiny.

The dark portion is Yin, wearing a spot of Yang,
While the light portion, Yang, wears a spot of Yin.
They are both quite stylish but simple in design,
Then too the Tao is different from mind to mind.

Negative or positive, male or female, you choose the word.
Your choice of either will simply remain unheard.
The Tao answer no questions and hearkens to no quiz:
Because the Tao is as was and yet still is!