Twins

How often do you see,
in nature or in heaven,
the unity of two beings
so alike in features or in mind
that we call them twins?

Honesty, a virtue, tells us no
we never see two things in perfect unity
Mirrors create opposition,
lovers contradict one another
and things that we call the same
are different, so fundamentally.

Love lives in the heart
and in the eye.
Lust hides in the gut,
and other places.

Sympathy is truly love,
even if diluted.
Pity is simply scorn,
no matter how polluted.

Apathy is deadening,
to be without a soul.
Indifference is heartening,
to be ready for any and all.

I often find myself,
among the ebb and flow.
Between two "Twins",
stuck in the mire.