Two destinies, shaped and whole,
Two hearts fused as one.
Meanings that reach out to intuitive of soul,
Much easier said than done.
Which is which, two to one, one to two?
What makes the statement true?
Oh, nothing at all, my friend,
The path there does not end.
For in this world of separate realities,
Dreams occur with perfect clarity.
Yet they hold truth, surely,
For what else can you find in profound austerity?
Two fates joined, made one;
Two threads sewn on same canvas;
Two things that cannot come undone;
Two beats beats crucial to the drums.
Fingers interlocked, reaching out to touch all in this land,
What more can you not understand?