The Yin and Yang

You are the raindrops splashing on a windowpane
And I, the flower by the sill;
You are the ocean, the surf, the waves
I’m the sands, silent and still.

You’re the soothing breeze of a summer evening,
The current in a waterfall;
And I’m the garden you caress in love,
The rocks upon which you fall.

You’re the melody of the Moonlight Sonata,
I am silence, the absence of a beat—
But there’s a piece of you in me and a piece of me in you,
And that’s what makes us complete.