As the red skies slowly give way to a bright blue wash; in my world
A cloak of distant sparkles encircles the scrambling red skies; in yours.
When the birds huddle together to a blissful silence, in your world
They stretch their wings in anticipation of the day in mine.
As the shadows cling closer to the feet, and heat peaks in yours,
World is almost as quite it gets in my part.
While you are breaking a sweat in the sun as you sip the juice,
A smile curves my lips as I revisit our childhood in our dreams.
In your low and lanky days, I try bringing mirth and movement,
My rage and ferocious fire, you douse with your logic and smile.
Where your religious practice takes a back seat, I kneel and prostrate
Calming my zealous pangs your composure climbs to a zenith.
Black and white, fire and ice, whatever be the comparison,
Yet our love and care goes beyond all reasons.
May be this is what is called a karmic bonding!
May be why we are yin and yang!