there is a happiness that blooms
life sunflowers in a field,
like fireworks exploding in the sky,
like birds spreading their wings
and teaching their babies to fly.

but there is a darkness that looms
like a storm brewing above,
like a tornado's spinning eye,
like the moon sinking below the clouds
like a mother's mourning cry.

we cannot have life without death,
sun without rain,
there is no warmth without chill,
no love without pain.