Diplopic Eyed
We are not twin flames,
but a single fire,
a bow of light,
the breath divine.
Not divided man and woman—
for both were within Adam,
born of one breath,
an indivisible soul.
Only the diplopic-eyed see two:
male and female torn apart,
destined to reunite.
Yet the truth abides—
there is no division,
no lesser, no greater,
no derivative design.ppppppp
From the first spark,
creation rose as one:
male and female,
simultaneous, equal—
not one from the other,
but both from the same essence:
a single, sacred flame.
—September 11,2025
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