those born under constellations
set far apart across the sky
seem destined to intersect,
intertwine, interrupt one another

fire and water were meant
to burn and to quench each other
to set steamclouds adrift
whenever they meet

there is so much fire, water, wood
in our stars, it makes sense
that since our paths crossed
we’ve journeyed together in search of earth

with no knowledge of exactly
where the trail might lead
with hope that exactly where we are
is exactly where we ought to be


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