You're the singer and the song
You're the hammer and the gong
You're the thinker and the thought
You're the seeker and the sought
You're the eye and the vision
You're the blood and the incision
You're the memory and the event
You're the nose and the scent
You're the feeling and the expression
You're the guilt and the confession
You're the trauma and the tear
You're the trembling and the fear
You're the perspective and the perception
You're the answer and the question
You're the particle and the wave
You're the master and the slave
You're the moon and the tide
You're the hair and the hide
You're the sun and its beams
You're the sleep and the dreams
You're the hunger and the satiety
You're the bounded and the care-free
You're the tension and the release
You're the conflict and the peace
You're the vulnerable and the strong
You're the legs and the sarong
You're the compression and the explosion
You're the expansion and the implosion
You're the monkey and the angel
You're the water and the deep well
You're the hunter and the prey
You're the curd and the whey
You're the fingers and the keyboard
You're the music and the score
You're the arousal and the kiss
You're the candle and the wish
You're the babe and the cradle
You're the fact and the fable
You're the road and the yellow bricks
You're the carrots and the sticks
You're the water droplets and the clouds
You're the forbidden and the allowed
You're the photons and the quarks
You're the electrons and the sparks
You're the network and the node
You're the current and the cathode
You're the cosmos and everything
You're the beginning and the ending
So when you feel constriction
and a spiraling downwards,
know that you're the force
that makes things happen.
The weaver, the sculptor,
the web, the sculpture.
Your view is unique,
but the fabric is common.
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