• poem,sister
    Poetry,  Works


    Blessed beChosen wordsMet in harmony.This dialogue’s danceDid revealMinds alike. How we laughed.Knowledge was exchanged.Both, we gained,And it wasBeyond idle discourse. Now we are stillA puzzle in our hands,These fitted piecesOf mystery’s birthFound their home. In the beginningI did seekYet, it was not I that foundBut that which makes us meet. Therefore, blessed be,All and two hence moreYour triad of brothersEntwined by dearest mother. Thank you for you. Sincerely me.