The sun rises
as does the Light within me.
A golden hand strokes the face of day.
I hear Shadow burst into the room -
a truth that will never stray.

It rests in my body,
and I know it will make me suffer.
Shadow will ask Light to dance.
It will forever hover.

They intertwine,
dance the day away -
kiss, and drink wine,
until the stars come out to play.

I rise with Light,
but Shadow knows my name.
It does not leave.
It does not stray.
Together
they settle in the corners of my flame.
For Light, it loves like no other.

Every breath I draw,
is a battle I win.
I am made of both -
sun and sorrow,
clarity and confusion,
strength and salt.

Shadow does not hate me,
nor I it.
It allows me my joy,
reminds me of all the bits.
None of them are cruel;
„This too is part of you.“

And so, Light & Shadow
live happily ever after.