With good comes bad and

                 with both comes life

With cacophony comes euphony and

                  with harmony comes strife

With one comes its counterpart-

                they reside within the other

The Yin and the Yang, the earth

                and the mother

You can give and you can take-

               you can see or simply look

You can visit an ocean or  dwell by a nearby brook

The Choice is untimately our own-

               determined by none other than ourselves

To be put to good use or to be thrown back on the shelves

But in the way the water of the ocean never fails to kiss 

                the shore

The Coice falls to us

                And to us we fall forevermore