Can you feel what is light?
Familiar, like your motherâ€™s arms,
Heart hugged, a gentle melody.
There is no yin and yang-just good. Just evil.
There is no stars to follow, no mystical force, no voodoo.
Just good. Just evil.
Touch. Hold. Listen. To Know.
OÂ How you can sit with it,
Comfortably converse and carry it.
Unfolding as a blossom,
showing itâ€™s colors-unbounded brillance,
piece by piece,
A sweetÂ yetÂ familiar symphony,
composer: the great Orchestrator.