Once We are Twins, again today

‘I can go faster…’stars_gemini
“But I am more clever!”
‘You have it so easy, all playful and laughing ~’
“Truly you’re blind to when I am alone.”

On and on the scurrying duo
exalt and succumb, elate, and then deflate.
Each moment pregnant with earth rattling potential
now splitting the atom,
now merging with source.

Us twins always know, part of us is in the other.
Us twins often grasp,
but the bird in the hand is
never quite the prize that is
the glorious one once tittering in the bush.

See them: surfing the mobius strip.
No one takes the lead.
The space between,
no matter whether impossibly far,
remains their singular connection.