The morning shine, the evening shadows

The rising glory, the shedding mellows

The blooming lotus, the falling maple

The windy gush, the settlement so supple

The charged electrons, the powerless dim

Coming out of a nightmare, lost into a dream

Finding sleep in light, waking up in darkness

Dull moment of blunt act, bright jiffy of finesse

Nursing the anguish, burying the credence

The cot in jollity, the grave in condolence

The growling sky, the tranquil earth

The sand in moisture, the oasis in dearth

The toddler standing up, the runner giving in

History preaches virtue, destiny bequeaths sin

The flight of the dove, the firing of the gun

This is Heaven’s equilibria from atoms to the sun