Black and white is just a color, that underlies the differences, but also initiates a fusion, in the harmony of life You touch me through the rhyme that you wrote on the veranda of my soul with black ink dance on the white paper stage You illuminate me through the light. which you split between my two times. when the black is dark. among the bright whites. You pair me with affection. That you meet through the beauty of the difference when the beauty is white combined with dashing black You chose me because of a speck of privilege that you put in the vastness of life where is the black dot smudge You put it on the vast expanse of white And these eyes are radiance. where black and white is part of reality Unite Coloring Life in one clear goal looking ahead. We will keep going through the black and white that was passed where do we have to stop closing the mortal picks up immortality but still will find black and white in the form of truth as an appropriate answer about practice and action. Believe me.

I admire the black, clear and firm on white paper, compatible to be eternal partner, unravel a continuous story. I marvel at the white, always faithful to the light of beauty, close the black with sincerity, be a beautiful mask of all time. Black is not a stain of white, nor destroyer of chastity, because holiness is not always white, as it seems clear to the eye. If black is silence, then white is eternal loneliness, like snow scattered on marble, cool but not freeze. If black is a barrier, then white is a barrier, for what white is proud of, if you don't get to your destination.