Within myself, within your gaze’s view,
A dual existence strives to bloom anew,
Two facets of my being collide,
A clash of dispositions, hearts divide.
A symphony of colors paints the scene,
Azure shades entwine with gold and sheen,
Bluejay’s feathers fall like shattered dreams,
A hoopoe’s halo gleams with dazzling beams.
A battlefield of thoughts, emotions roar,
Deafening echoes pierce, hearts sore,
The hoopoe charges forth with pride ablaze,
Bluejay’s wings of resolve in a desperate haze.
Blood and faith intermingle in the fray,
Broken wings of hope, skies turn gray,
Empires crumble, yet through the strife,
A phoenix may emerge, new from life.
As distant echoes fade, a new dawn’s kiss,
A surrendering of blue, a golden bliss,
The hoopoe, once fierce, now gently nears,
Whispers softly, soothing all the fears;
“Embrace both hues within your core,
Blend the shades, like never before,
For in unity, strength shall stand tall,
Be both, be neither, rise above the fall.”
