Two
threads are twined together
Exposed
are their hearts.
Those
“Yes” and “No” aren’t blended,
Entwined
remain apart.
Their
dusky intersection
Is
lifeless and confined,
There
will be resurrection,
And
they await that time.
The
ends will meet caressing,
Those
“Yes” and “No” unite,
And
“Yes” and “No” are pressing,
While
waking and embracing,
In
death they’ll turn to Light.
Zinaida Gippius,1901
