No changes outside of time:
Two planets exist side by side
Neither aware of the other,
Though they are intertwined
Like branches of a tree
They have no thought of what they belong to
What of the trunk in between,
What of the energy
That makes it all be?
Two planets in harmony
Of opposition - the supposition
Is that, when one is serene
Then the other is sad
What of the Man in between?
He smiles on one and its life is happy;
His back is turned on the other,
And a shadow is cast
He is the man who makes the soap balls
Creating magic happiness for all who touch them
They are good enough to eat, taste like marzipan;
Give buoyancy to boats, and peace to man
Before them, all neurosis meekly fails
Some even say that such a sacrament must be
The Holy Grail