ONE

ONE

Day and night,
black and white,
death
or then life.
We think in pairs
O Lord,
even when it comes to
you
and your Bride.
The One’s appearance is dark,
the other the source of light.
We think of Yin and Yang,
Wu and Wei,
the Moon, or then the Sun.
Natraj Shiva! Ah there, in dance,
with Shakti.
But you turn, to always say,
“Not two, but One."