Ying and Yang

The mind feels as if it's floating in the sky,

Racing million of thoughts as clouds passing by,

With questions wondering why,

Observing not entertaining,

The destruction of what they were saying,

Always a battle with emotions,

And feeling the inner commotion,

A peace of mind,

One has to dig deep to find,

The balance of peace,

Hold the keys in,

To letting go and being free,

Yin will soon pass by,

Yang ascending you up so high.

- N.A.A