flame with no twin

you, who seek for the One
the flame of your twin
holding the hollow answer
as if you were a one-foot dancer

what you seek is already with you

this threads you firmly hold
weaving the pins
keeping down your heirloom wings
your impatience astray
the crossroads where you’ll meet the strings

what you seek is already with you

To suffocate your Soul
this door you do not cross
a pale reflection of flowers
in a long forgotten garden
you say you’ve lost the key.
The maps your eyes can’t see

You salvage the tropics of your burning bridges
fireworks keeping you from silence
you need to listen
The fresh dough of the new you baking
blown house of cards now layered paper crane
drop the twin be the flame
no heaven no hell to blame

and you’re whole

what you seek is already
you.