You Are Me

I feel you arrive, new—

real as Earth

and warmly divine in our sun's song.

When I was a seed

I could not understand

the apple tree we are now,

though our code was

planted inside me

from our beginning.

You've always been I.

When I die

will you remember all my lives

as they're yours, and yours mine?

We are like the softest thread,

a single two-toned string

shaped into a ball of yarn.

This cotton is cradled

in my hand

like an apple.

O our gentle weight

reminds me of the love

that's brave—

Truth married to Escape:

You are Me.

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