Art of balance scales measuring the sun and the moon as equal measures

Balance

Juhi Bhatnagar
yūgen

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Alone, I roamed the worlds
Darkness consumed it all.
A freezing wasteland
Is all I could nurture.

My icy fingers pointed
To corners obscure.
There I felt, against my skin,
Alien sensations overcome.

Beholding your glowing form
In a world of flames;
My night flecked with stars.
First touch otherworldly.

It’s so easy being together
Perfect balance achieved:
Ice for fire, night for day.
Worlds rejoice the union.

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Written in November 2016

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