Everything comes full circle
There is chaos in order
And perfection in a mess
There is hate in love
And beauty in terror
There is light in the dark
Hidden under a canvas of black
And there can always be something found
Where no one else has looked
There is a war in all of us
Between light
And dark
And there is no telling who will win
Sometimes dark wins
And triumphs like a huge dark bird
But the light returns
Drowning it out
Like the sea
And it goes around
In circles