Gaps
The gaps we glide over:
With our eyes,
With our thoughts
With our love.
They are what hold the world together:
Else all would be one,
No distinctions,
And so no words.
We are social creatures.
Too much unity blurs…
Too much division breaks…
It needs a middle.
The gaps we see
And play upon
And bridge
Or fight over…
They are as important
As the ones
We glide over…
Knowing it or not.
With our eyes,
With our thoughts
With our love.
Else all would be one,
No distinctions,
And so no words.
Too much unity blurs…
Too much division breaks…
It needs a middle.
And play upon
And bridge
Or fight over…
They are as important
As the ones
We glide over…
Knowing it or not.
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