The Force is one, and flows in all,

but in many exists in unbalance.

A struggle of Light and Dark:

always at odds and fight for control.

Chaos.

The Dark exists in the most primal of instincts:

anger, hatred, passion which moves unbound.

In the Light lives all that allows for existence:

love, and mercy, and justice for all.

Order.

But from both dark and light there must one,

who is born to exist somewhere in the midst.

For the Force itself knows that in the end,

there must be the ultimate

Harmony between both sides.