In one human face, nature weaves
A tapestry of contrasts, so hard to believe
Thought and no thought, side by side they rest
Pale and bloom, in harmony they jest
Bustle and sluggishness, a dance of extremes
Pleasure and gloom, in ever-changing schemes
Weakness and strength, both vying for control
A paradoxical peace, a tempest in the soul
Indifference and attention, a curious pair
Pride without envy, joy beyond compare
Mildness and spirit, a dance of contradiction
Forward and coy, a blend of restriction
Freedom and a diffident stare, a complex display
Virtue with a question mark, searching for its way
But in this strange mix, a man emerges true
Captivating and kind, a soul to pursue
For five centuries, I\'d gladly remain
As odd and as happy, in this world of disdain
For in the heart of this enigmatic being
Lies the beauty of contradictions, endlessly freeing. (\"The Beauty Of Contradictions\") by Courtney Weaver Jr.