Tenderness has now given up to brittleness.
The lamb’s calm has now bowed low to the wolf’s howl,
Surrendering in prostration
To the one who’s shown to be the stronger.
And so long the duel has been
Between the two—of diametric extremes;
One antagonising the other,
Not one willing to capitulate to another.
Yet light reigns supreme
Over darkness; they say,
Abrading all darkness
With its gleaming resplendence.
But then, what happens as darkness now beclouds all light
Reigning supreme, showing to be the stronger,
And light capitulates, beneath darkness?