Analysis of Chaos and Order

This world, this life a little chaos contains;
It storms around taking down names.
In the transition, between yin and yang,
The power lies for order to claim.

Night falls, I sleep ‘neath the safety of stock
Reserved for days of lacking;
Oblivious to the harbinger’s knock
That would soon send order packing.

But I sleep, breathe deep the glorious day;
Whether devils ‘neath the bed I can’t say.
Eyes drawn heavy start to push away
All whirling thoughts of trouble. I cannot stay

To entertain the monsters of doom
Who dance about inside the room;
When Voice of order speaks in my dream
And cheerful hush lays over the scream.