In shadows deep, where light does play,

A paradox, where night is day.

Beneath the surface, secrets flow,

In shallow depths, true depths we know.

A dance of words, both sharp and kind,

In silence loud, a voice confined.

Whispers loud in quiet streams,

Reality lost within our dreams.

Within the crowd, we stand alone,

In solitude, our hearts are prone.

A paradox, a truth untold,

In fleeting warmth, we find the cold.

So let us dwell in paradox's embrace,

Where contradictions find their place.

For in the paradox, we may find,

A truth that frees the restless mind.