The “you†that is you,
or may be you,
and the “I†that I am,
or could be
are mere instruments,
fiddles without bows,
waiting for fingers
to caress and pluck
our strings
and make us sing
The reverberating chords
of two instruments in concert
constitute a new harmony,
a being called into existence
by radiant sounds,
a wave splashing
across valley and mountain,
disturbing the atmosphere
of a small planet
before falling silent
as rainfall
on a spring evening
after the parrots and dinosaurs
have been put to bed.
