The Universe created one soul and split it in twain.
One half went forth to exhibit beauty and art,
The other to fight and write and be a brain.
Across distance, and time, a single heart
Beat, seeking for itself in the endless dark.
The Universe created one soul and split it in twain.
One half went forth to exhibit beauty and art,
The other to fight and write and be a brain.
Across distance, and time, a single heart
Beat, seeking for itself in the endless dark.