The One in Two

 

there is this mind –

this uncertainty over

where to place the gaze,

which step to take

and in what direction

(for me, it is the ever-pull

between the

gilded rise of east

and the heavenly

dusky skies of west)

 

a feeling of being torn –

leaping through

this portal

means so much left

behind, left unsaid

and undone,

so that the life and

blood of where we are

here, now, becomes

a space of absence

 

so here we stand –

and we have a choice,

we can have more

than one view and

our imagination

can fly every which way,

but we can choose

to lift the filter, and

not see two, but live

and love the One.

 

– TS