The Balance

It is at this moment
set apart
that I examine the s-curve
in my fingerprint
of time -
Its rigidity has transformed
into something pliable
as if aware
that my will
has metamorphasized
in kind.

I have given
things and ached before,
seen my own humbled figure
bent before the apathy
of men.
Compliance came with
a price - and
my spine nearly snapped
from the weight
of yin
      and yin.

From the crowning of
resolution and born through
fierce channels of thought
came your inquisition.
Its runoff became
the root, circular.

You are yang, I say.

© 2001