Two Worlds
When two worlds meet They cannot be separate But become one universe As ink and water. You and I _ the two worlds; You cannot establish relations_ Relations, mere conveniences Or sticky labels or brands That glitter like cheap tinkers. Do you want showy glitter Or some real substance? We are not simply impulse-traders Like many husbands and wives; We are rather love-suppliers Without profit-loss considerations_ We do not calculate exchanges: We exist not simply to exchange Though the world is that stock market Where people measure things And then exchange as traders. Are we traders or donors? Oh, don’t care for this world_ The biggest, most vicious business house. Dear ones do not trade but give. We are the bees in one beehive That daily hum together And sing their common song.

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