• Mosaic


    A poem Teal wrote about the nature of oneness and fragmentation within the universe. 


    All life is the fragmenting
    of one collective soul.
    All life is the finding
    of one’s split soul.
    To taste each other’s lips,
    to feel each other’s hips.
    To rage against each other
    so that we feel the agony of our separation.
    We are a mosaic.
    We are the broken fragments of a masterpiece
    that shattered.
    It is only by finding our split soul
    that we can re-unite the tesserae.
    It is only by finding our split soul
    that we will see the masterpiece consciously
    for the very first time.
    The warmth of love,
    like an adhesive,
    causes us to commit to each fragment
    of our collective soul…
    To commit because each fragment
    is part of ourselves.