Their life’s lines entangle with yours
You and I
The margins between
there is no knowing
Where one ends
the other begins
metaphors abound
but always fall short of the reality
that is
two become one
limbs intertwined
we finish each others…
thoughts, feelings, sentences
secret languages
knowing looks, a universe of two

It seems a rare thing in this world to find
(but only at first glance, look deeper and it’s all around you)
someone who so completely understands you
And you, they
beyond family, beyond ‘marriage’, beyond legal definition

No one can put a price to it, it is not for sale
The more one tries to buy it, the more loathsome it becomes
To the one it is being purchased from
It cannot ever be bought, if tried, the other will pray
for you to set them free
even to the point of wishing for one
or both to die

It is not able to be programmed
It cannot be commanded or trained
For a short time, people can become confused
They can hate so much that they think they’ve found it
But… they will uncover the truth
and when they awaken their anger will be vicious for having been
Tricked

This is the height of what humans, gods, goddesses, animals, plants and even
Scientists have found to their chagrin
Planets! and atoms!
Desire more than anything else to dance
With another in their orbit and never let them go!
All things are living and they desire to…
Entangle, merge, unite, become with another

As a little child I danced with trees
Kissed the flowers in their beds
On their dainty heads
Got pollen on my nose
Not knowing this was an act of entangling
But then I knew there would be
people to put in my orbit
And I would be in the orbit of many
Other people too
This is the dance of entanglement

It sometimes makes children
And other times makes acts
Of creation
Mountains
Streams
Stories
A Poem

Dance with me, Universe, dance with me!