We talked of watching rain fall
but we did not know of it
nor feel how old it truly is
ferried here and there through time
it has been on us
and in us
it has been us

These tiny drops, this fierce flow
rain is made of
me and you.

Without
we are a barren landscape
a bowl of dust
single atoms
floating through space

It is the very nature of polarity that created us.
Hydrophilic and hydrophobic…
a single cell rising
from basic mechanisms
of attraction and repulsion.
A Dualism.
This but not that
captured something in a new inside
where there never had been outside

and life began
as opposing forces
where struggle is the harmony

– Paige Stewart

Photo by Demi Kwant