Sights and Sounds

The taste of sight, the sound of touch 

All akin in purpose and nature

And so define each other 

To feed the soul with sustenance. 

As saint is to sinner 

Incongruent when side-by-side 

Yet similar in purpose. 

To love and to hate,  

So alike in their intensity 

But born of the same coin. 

And one drifts into the other 

With depressing surety. 

The world is dichotomous in nature 

For every Yin, there must be a Yan. 

Each has no meaning without the other, 

But each finds meaning in the other’s presence 

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