There is an old chinese saying - women are made out of water,
men are made out of soil. Women and men are part of
each other. Heard of it?

The following poem is based on this ideea.


When looking at the moon
> You see a side - the night
> When looking at the sun
> I see his brother'n light.
>
> C'ause Dark and Bright
> The same are...
> Perpetuum in contrast
> If made of soil or water
> We humans want at last
> To find our happiness
> In OTHER...
> Should she be
> Rain or dust....

Theo
Detroit, June 2002