He is good I’m not bad
I’m good he is not bad at all
We are good both are good
Yet nothing good happens to us.
He is sober I have a temper
He is not ill tempered I’m quiet
He too is quiet when I clam up
Yet we shout for the other joy.
He is healthy I’m a bit sickly
He too gets sick when I run wild
He runs too when I sit tired
But we never move like statues.
He is the sky I’m the earth
No no he is the earth he holds me
All my skiey delights are on him
Yet we are morn - even shadows.
He is with me I am with him
I am in him he is in me
We are in each other forever
Yet we are apart like wind and rain.
Sabita Sahu
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