Equilibrium

That love is never lost, 

which is found in all things.

The pond that stirs create ripples, 

which in turn resolve in stillness.

The ripples are endless, 

the stillness infinite;

Both find each other from themselves.

Together, 

this is one.

Taken apart, 

there are pieces.

Yet each piece is a part of another, 

and each other piece is a part of another.

Each piece resolves in itself, 

and all the pieces resolve in each other.

There is nothing beyond harmony, 

and nothing below individuality.