Yin-Yang

Yin,

you are the moon,

a circle of white layered with platinum,

emitting a smoky and transparent aura.

Yang,

you are the sun,

an entity of blazing colors draped over each other,

releasing an energy so powerful it could blind.

Yin,

you are mysterious,

tickled with a broody nature.

Yang,

you are feverish,

with an infinite energy that never goes away.

Yin,

you are the blanket of snow,

the blizzard of hail pelting against the house,

flurries of snow rising and falling with elegance.

Yang,

you are the summer heat,

the cool, sloshing waves and the

sun-kissed warm sand.

Yin,

the world needs you,

Yang,

the world wants you,

so stick together,

and be

Yin-Yang.

Posted in response to the challenge PAST CONTESTS: Spring '24: Writing Contest.

happy_the_dog

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13 years old

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