Without the canyon,
there would be no river.
And without the river,
the canyon is not.
They are One.
It is the words I choose
that tear apart their Wholeness.
It is my inability to know One,
that causes me to imagine Two.
This is a confusion that does not exist for the
thriving within their known Universe.
They are unaware of the violence I do
to their world
with my thinking.
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