Dichotomous

We are dichotomous.

You and I.

Two halves of one seed.

Two parts of one

Fitting tightly together and to each other.

We are one.

Different, but the same.

Growing deep in the womb of Mother Earth

We are dichotomous.

You and I.

Two halves of one seed.

Two parts of one

I don’t own you.

You don’t own me

But I am yours and you are mine

We can only survive and thrive together.

We are dichotomous.

You and I.

Two halves of one seed.

Two parts of one

Together we must be planted

Where we can be nourished, loved, and cared for

So we can grow and ascend toward the sun

Being who we are meant to be.

We are dichotomous.

You and I.

Two halves of one seed.

Two parts of one

- Julie O'Hara

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