I am done with my pretending
That One can ever be a two
Two is just a false multiplicity
Of all that isn’t true
We claim a world based on division
Of what can never be divided
We think that we can take the All that’s One
And make it double-sided
But the distance never happened
Not even in our dreams
Oneness yielding separation
Infinity bursting at the seams
I can see it all so clearly
I can feel it in my bones
I am still “In the Beginning”
And I’ve never been alone
We is a singularity
Plurality is just a method of expression
The All that’s One seen in many ways
Casting infinite reflections
That’s the Up side of Down
They are One and they’re the same
Like life and death and all that’s left
Are simply links in a single chain
Move a link and see what happens
You move one and you move them all
And so it is in every realm
Rising as we fall
© Copyright 2015 Pedro S. Silva II
Thank you for this.
You’re welcome. I am typically reserved in expressing exactly what I see for reasons I won’t explain here.