Juxtaposition

The essence of a thing
Is not in its position
But its juxtaposition.
Not in its isolation
But its relation
To the thing it is not,
The thing it can never be.

From creative polars
And creative tension,
From passion, from explosion
From emotion and convulsion,
A universe is born.

I lie here now
After a storm.
A deep silence:
Your breathing,
My breathing.