The Story of the Two That Are One

I've watched them grow,
They've really become something, you know.
Tell me what they're like -
Their downfalls, quarrels and fights.
That I can do, that I can do,
Everything I tell you will be true.
Also, Grandfather, I want to hear
About their love, happiness, and joyful tears.
I knew you'd ask and so I shall tell.
Come close and listen, so you can hear me well........

Created together and separated at birth,
They knew not of each other
They knew not the other's worth.

She was delicate, fine, and calm.
He was a strong fire that made proud his mother.
But they both always knew that something was wrong.

She was missing a peace and soon turned to darkness,
He was without and the fire inside was burning his soul.
They both searched and searched, yet neither could stop this.

It wasn't until one day when they locked eyes,
After their miseries had on their essence taken a toll,
That they understood what would prevent their demise.

The maiden in black and the knight in white,
Completed each other and created peace,
But not without a massive fight.

The maiden was shocked at this man's sun-like light,
And so she ran away to make the fear cease,
And withdrew deep inside herself, in her great fright.

The man was nervous at seeing a beauty so tranquil,
And he lashed out on the world,
For he had never seen a woman like the moon - an angel.

She wandered the mountains in solitude,
He hid among thousands in a town so old,
Their emotions in a very dangerous mood.

Destiny never gives up a fight no matter how hard you try,
And so they met each other again,
This time their hands met and they began to cry.

They wept for they now knew the absolute truth,
They needed each other, not separation - it would be their heaven.
They were never to be apart, even in their youth.

The girl of black and the man of white,
Are happy now and at peace,
For their souls sing together in harmony.

by Ms. Crane

This poem is about the Taiji. It begins with a discussion between a Grandfather (the Wuji) and his grandchild (a Daoist). It is supposed to be like a child asking his grandfather to tell him stories about mommy and daddy (the Taiji). Even though the child asks about their pains, he has an innocence about him. The grandfather has a similar purity, even though his is wise and old. He has long watched his children grow and happily sits by with his grandchild to discuss the two. He narrates the rest of the poem.

The poem starts in the middle of a conversation about, as you find out later, two twin souls. They are compared to both siblings and lovers, for their souls were both created together and will create. The grandfather is male because although he created them, it isn't like a human birth. He isn't a mother that carried them in a womb, it's a different (but similar and still precious) creation in which they are their own people, detached but still created by him.

The first stanza discuss their creation and how they were separated, even though they aren't supposed to be. "Birth" is used after created to mean that their essences were created together but the forms they took were not. (If one is to think of them like humans). The second stanza shows her characteristics as Yin and his as Yang. In the third stanza, "peace" is used as a play on words. She has a piece of her missing but also a "peace", a calmness. Even though she is the calm, it isn't complete because calmness is never truly shown without an opposite to compare it to. At this point they are in states of full Yin and full Yang. After this, the poem discusses how they meet and are shocked at their differences, yet they attract each other. To compensate, Yin goes inside and Yang goes outside. She seeks solitude and he stays among people. They each contain a piece of each other, for she is fearful and no longer tranquil. He is with others and yet feels alone. They are Yang within Yin and Yin within Yang. They are connected so they find each other again, but this time they are ready. They unite and find balance within themselves. The descriptions of "black" and "white" relate to the symbol of the Taiji.

Rhyming and Stanzas:
The dialogue consists of 5 stanzas with 2 lines each in an AA rhyming pattern.

The story consists of 11 stanzas with 3 lines each. For a set of two stanzas, the rhyming pattern is: ABA CBC. The exception to this is the last stanza which has no rhymes.