In the evening after my yoga class
I drive home.
I merge onto the highway.
In the darkness I see
the white snake and red snake on the road
move parallel to each other,
move in opposite directions.
I merge into near harmony
that promises to last
for the next twenty minutes
till I reach my destination.
The white snake
is an identical twin of the red one,
except for color.
The color and the direction of movement
never change.
I am part of the red snake.
I see how it stretches and curves,
making its way
with the swiftness and resolve
of a shrewd creature.
The white snake is moving towards me.
I am thinking about the purpose of this
never-ending movement,
about the time when the Universe
is as big
and as small
as you are…

09/15/2002