Ask the ink and the paper for answers

Our book is

written

with two hands

sung

with two voices

The left without its right

the shape without its colour

the emotion without its thought

and my voice without yours

are all incomplete

A fundamental gap

exists

but how to find

that wholeness

again

and how to bring for once

what we have started

to completion

These questions trouble my heart

as I look for answers

within my words

and my poetry

as I ask the paper

and the ink

containing my thoughts

to give me answers

and show me the way

toward you