We two are the long-severed limbs
Of an ancient starfish,
Each a millionth candle flame,
Alight like the fire that birthed it,
Which is the self-same flame.
My hatred toward you has
Only been the poison in my own wine,
And the love I have given you has been
Merely the melody to my own music.
The electron of one galaxy
Touches the electron of another
In the same instant,
Because each are drops
In the universal ocean.
The argon in my lungs
Comes from ancestors long dead,
Yet alive and well.
Each heartbeat in this room
Calls the dance for the day.
I am the Yemeni boy bleeding out from a Saudi bombing.
You are the EMT breathing life into a collapsed lung.
I am the rhino, robbed of my horn by poachers.
You are the stalwart redwood with silent secrets.
I am the light that shines from the sun.
You are the minutes that tick and tock.
I am the creator and the created.
You are alive and dead.
I am you.
You are me.