Binary birds swirl through the air, Charcoal and Alabaster;

One flies left, and one flies right;

By necessity moved to advance their sight.

Sunlight kindles the fire in their souls;

while Moonlight cools the ice the heart controls.

Now curiosity takes them over vast desert,

Above fertile forest does their path divert.

When bravery drives them ever further out

fear draws them back about.

Tragedy strikes the lesser beast

Plummeting dead into yellow grass

Onward does the other travel

Until wind forces it to land at last.

Day becomes night, and for sleep its eyes close,

In eternal division, so it goes.

-W.B. October