(For my daughter and my son.)


The silence in the room is not an empty thing.
It’s a sculpture that you built from wire and string.
Brother at the window, tracing rain.
Sister by the ashes, feeding the flame.
You speak in declarations carved from ice.
She answers with a gesture, sharp and precise.
A question never asked, a debt that’s never clear…
The battlefield is right here.

You are the mirror where I see my flaw.
I am the keeper of your ancient law.
You are the echo in my hollow chest.
I am the wound that will not rest.
[It locks. It locks. It locks.]

He wants to be the hero in her story’s light.
To shatter the old statue he fights every night.
She wants the gentle boy behind the rusted shield.
The harvest that the salted field would never yield.
He throws a vase against the family wall.
She watches every shattered fragment fall.
It’s not the clay that breaks, you understand…
It’s the ghost of a reaching hand.

You are the mirror where I see my flaw.
I am the keeper of your ancient law.
You are the echo in my hollow chest.
I am the wound that will not rest.
[It locks! It locks! It locks!]

A symmetry of suffering. A perfect, poisoned fit.
You are the lock for which I am the bit.
We dance this tired waltz, we know each step by heart.
The same play, different act, same end, same start.
The war outside is just the war within, made sound.
Two lost kingdoms on a common ground.

You are the mirror! I see my flaw!
I am the keeper! Your ancient law!
You are the echo! My hollow chest!
I am the wound that will not…
[…silence, just heavy breath…]… rest.

And in the wreckage of the latest storm…
A strange and fragile calm begins to form.
He sees his fear reflected in her tears.
She sees her solitude match all his years.
The mirror cracks… but not to simply break.
To let a different kind of light awake.
The lock… it groans. A key that’s long been lost…
Is found in seeing what the conflict cost.

Not to shatter, but to part the glass.
To see your brother, not your past.
Not to win, but to disarm the fight.
And step together into softer light.
The symmetry… dissolves.
The story… evolves.
Breathe.
Just… breathe.

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