Poem 458








Upon a time,
the two of us
were twins, who found
fraternity around
The Devil’s flame..
which awe-inspired.

By now,
it hath become
our shared
communal fire..
Each day
it keeps on
burning steady,
ever-bright..
it offers us
much warmth
in silence
of the night.

Though flame
itself is well
and good
for cooking food
which nourishes
our progeny
of mind..
It takes a whole
lot more than that
to raise The Child.

But though we were
merely Twin Flames
upon a time..
by now, we’ve grown.
We are become
Twin Tribes.

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