I seek the paradox

Life flows cool and strong,
Rife now is the rift,
Why the storm broke out
shattering etiquette?

Black hates the white
Though the blood is red!
All limbs synchronize
to be equal in humanity!


Why shines the Sun?
Why does the Moon show her teeth?
Both seem to have no decorum.

Nature, why this lawlessness?
Why this disorderliness?
Antagonism unites at times,
to create a rhythm!

Pulses are rhythmic, birth has a rhythm,
Death has a flower-like cool.

Rhythm changes, then there is anarchy.
Rife is the rift.

The owl said: "Orderliness is disorderliness.
It unites to beauty.
Peace is war. Man and woman fight.
Rapture is craved.

Laughter is sadness,
Feast is famine.
Light is darkness, when in excess.
Noise is silence if too much.

Thou art artificial, dear Nature,
Thou art a damsel in distress,
The only truth is paradox,
Let us be one in this pardox