The Great Divide

Angie Watson

Originally, we were all as one, then

We divided and became two.

Those too divided to become four, and

After yet another divide, we grow to eight.

If we continue to express that which is

With more and more divided perceptions

Our divisions exponentially increase

With continuous lack of exception.

For just three more equals sixty-four, and

Three more after that makes us five-hundred-and-twelve.

And then what?

Continue the cycle one more time and observe

How many of us are divided by the lines.

Do we fathom all it takes is

Twelve quick divisions of the whole

To turn us into a multitude of

Four-thousand-and-ninety-six?

And why can we not remember,

As we reach chaotic complexity,

That we were once one, and carried

Infinite affinity for one another?

Two hands, tree, birds, unity