I am Yin. I am Yang.

Yin is the female. She is dark, hiding things. She is passive, doesn't express. She is downward. And cold. Does not respond. Contracting. Weak. Tries to hide her weaknesses. Yet she is soft from inside. Tranquil and gentle. Peaceful. Substantial. Beauty.She is every heart's desire. She is what personifies the night.

Yang is the male.He is energetic, he is active. Strong. Can not be defied. Fire rages inside him. He is every mind's dream. He wants things done. Restless. Hard. Expands his thoughts beyond everything. He is what excitement describes.Strength. He is what personifies the day.

They both are two opposing forces of the same phenomenon. They are together. Yin is yang. Yang is yin. They together form a creation. They together form who you are. They make you what you are.

I am both. I am the female, soft at heart. I am the male, binding in force. I am the beauty, i am the strength. I am Yin, I am Yang.

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is an amazing poem, and very true, loved this write. Thanks for your kind comments on ( What Stirs My Soul) they are very much appreciated as is your friendship.

[Wellum Hulder]

I like this one too. The title grabbed me at first and once I started to read it, the ides pulled me in more. I like that you ended quickly with a serious of quick punchy sentences.

Wellum Hulder

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Very nicely done. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Shane Rendon]

Good stuff... positive, negative, opposing forces within us... Balance is beauty... I dig it.