Even the brightest sun
can be obscured by a dark cloud, or fall behind a mountain, or slip beneath a
sea. This is the harmony of nature. Each thing taking its turn, one no stronger
than the other. Light is overcome by darkness which then is overcome by light
once again. It is unceasing. The cycle goes around and around until it comes
full circle once more. Tides come and go under the watchful eye of the moon and
order is maintained by the universe.
