Monday, October 21, 2013

We're One but We're not the Same

Strange how our hands meet
Unison lines but different at the tips
(Mine smoothed over, yours stress-eaten)
Even our names are echoes
We each wed a mirror of thought, purpose, faith
We leapt at the same moment
Performed the graceful dive
With perfect symmetry.
Currents caught us.
You twisted in a whirlpool
I was thrust away from the shore.
Before I lose sight of you,
I point to a light streaming over the tumult
"Swim there!" I cry
My arms will burn from the effort
My heart will scream
My hands will meet yours at that lighthouse.

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Title taken from the lyrics of "One" by U2
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13 comments:

  1. Kathryn DycheOctober 21, 2013 at 10:43 AM

    Wow, I love this. The struggle and emotion within it.

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  2. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 21, 2013 at 11:32 AM

    We each wed a mirror of thought...
    This is an interesting concept for me: do we choose partners who mirror ourselves, or who see the world with similar visions? Your poem has raised several thoughts for me to mull on.

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  3. HerotomostOctober 21, 2013 at 11:45 AM

    Holding on to the thought of individuality seems to get harder as I get older. I would love to think that somehow I standout in some kind of silhouette against the background of humanity, but as time wears on, I am happy to just watch other individuals eeking out there cosmic niche. I really liked this....oh and you stole my background!!!!! LOL...just kidding, we can share, it tastes better when you share!

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  4. HelenOctober 21, 2013 at 11:54 AM

    ... 'swim there, I cry' ~~~ certainly worth the effort. Lovely poem, lovely.

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  5. LauraOctober 21, 2013 at 2:33 PM

    The end is such a relief... beautiful, emotional poem.

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  6. revelationsOctober 21, 2013 at 3:39 PM

    wonderful poem that makes us look a little deeper into relationships...

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  7. cosmos camiOctober 21, 2013 at 5:04 PM

    Kerry,
    I did think I'd married someone so similar to myself but we continue to evolve in our own spheres of experience and sometimes I don't recognize 'us'.

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  8. kaykualaOctober 21, 2013 at 8:07 PM

    Great thoughts that leave one with lingering thoughts on how best to relate! Adjustments seem in order! Nicely cosmos!

    Hank

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  9. AnonymousOctober 21, 2013 at 10:12 PM

    This mirrors the struggle of any couple, the give and take, the realization that they are not the same (loved the "stress-eaten fingers," since I used to bite my nails). Any tumult could be those waters, and I'm glad they had a happy outcome. Not all are so lucky, right? Thanks for linking at Real Toads, Cosi! Amy

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  10. AnonymousOctober 22, 2013 at 12:45 AM

    makes me think, we may dive in at the same time, but the rip tides will carry us separately. evocative pen ~

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  11. JinksyOctober 22, 2013 at 10:01 AM

    We each wed a mirror of thought...

    And like recognises like...

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  12. MarianOctober 22, 2013 at 2:28 PM

    gosh i love the description of fingertips here. very moving.

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  13. Susie ClevengerOctober 22, 2013 at 6:47 PM

    We may follow the same path, but in different shoes....This gave me much to contemplate. Great write!

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