No changes outside of time: Two planets exist side by side Neither aware of the other, Though they are intertwined Like branches of a tree They have no thought of what they belong to What of the trunk in between, What of the energy That makes it all be? Two planets in harmony Of opposition - the supposition Is that, when one is serene Then the other is sad What of the Man in between? He smiles on one and its life is happy; His back is turned on the other, And a shadow is cast He is the man who makes the soap balls Creating magic happiness for all who touch them They are good enough to eat, taste like marzipan; Give buoyancy to boats, and peace to man Before them, all neurosis meekly fails Some even say that such a sacrament must be The Holy Grail