The mystery of dualistic unity


One should expect some variance
between two people of so different worlds
as we are, you and I, and yet
we are one soul and were so ever,
as if we had been together knowing well each other
always through the ages,
although at the same time so completely different.
Is that friendship, love or something else,
like soulmates of eternity?
Our bodies are of no importance or concern,
their needs are secondary to our feelings
of belonging to each other as two souls
that need each other to be more complete
than ever we can be as we enjoy each other physically.
That's the mystery: the higher sense of being
and desire spiritually than physically,
as if we can only be fulfilled as persons
when we are together and forget our bodies.





Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-04-07 at 14:52

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Reminds me of freinds I made on line. On the service poles apart , till we got too talking. Then we realized , just how much we had in common. In spite of what we are told . And conditioned by our '' betters''. A good one , Christian , thank you.
Ken
2011-04-07