Natural Balance

Would the sun beam its golden rays if the moon would not follow next? What light would there be then? Would thou whistle when thou art gay if not for the blithe canary's zest? Then where would be our tunes? Would one help love find a way if there were only love, no less? Where then would be our hearts? Down on the rocks do crash the waves both strengths put to the test for without land we'd surely drown denied of water we shall rest thou and thine vicious ways do tempt me, and I detest! But what art thou, lacking I and I lacking thou, at best? What is one without the other? Together, we are bless'd.