Epithalamium (and after)
Empedocles taught that if Love ruled the universe,
all things would become inert through harmony.
Yet if Strife ruled instead, no parts could come together
into form. Between Love and Strife, two points of balance
in an endless cycle, brief as the equal day and night
in the cosmic scheme, yet long enough for beings
to rise and pass away. Four elements whirl together,
mind inhabits them, then they whirl apart.
Philotes and Neikos, never the twain shall meet,
but Paneros and Paneris, too, are Love and Strife,
all-love, all-strife, and married as the day is long.
If Love and Strife were to join hands
and give each other their all,
who can say what is not possible?