Two souls sundered
while coming to life,
forming two bodies.

Still souls:
Twin Flames.
forced apart,
yet destined
to meet again.

Longing always:
dual tormented  
by separation.  
Getting weaker
in drifting distance.

Each passing second,
incomplete without
The Other.
Like a missing
piece of a puzzle
though still alive.

We waited.
We met.
We merged
into One.
United
Forever.

Oh! Happy Land
of quiet words,
of transferred
thoughts,
of melting
spirits and
never ending
Beauty:
let's linger there
in niches of
Silence.


OSIRIS