Dicho tomy
Dicho tomy
two parts cutting
The beautiful mystery
that leads to growth.
A division of parts;
branching and branching.
The one that cannot be the other,
or part of it.
The essential nature of life.
Not Yin Yang, more the moon in
its first quarter, then its third quarter.
The one that complements the other.
The dance of a couple where neither touches.
The one place here and the other one there.
The never the twain shall ever meet.
Unless the universe reveals its other laws to us and growth takes on
an other
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