Lies in both you and me.

"I do not wish to reveal the sense of poem through description"

Do I even know?

Beyond our senses,

There is an existence,

Of an in-existence. 

Do I even know?

The sun and moon are two sides of the same coin, 

With the sun has beams 

And the moon has stars.

Do I even know?

The Himalayan mountains,

And the ocean's depth,

A guide to the same poles. 

Do I even know?

The ink of a pen,

Think of a man,

Never describe their origin. 

Do I even know?

My soul and hers,

Are combined into one root,

But we both blundered throughout to concede the same. 

Do I even know?

Wholeness of something,

Something of wholeness,

Lies in both you and me.