Following the Thread
                       John Sibley Williams

               
                                      We are born of a question
                                       and dance together
                                                    apart
                                                    together
                                       as its answer.

                                       We are born and rush from                  
                                       the dim room of certainties
                                                  out           
                                       into the vast, bright
                                                  unanswerable.

                                       You are born and I am born               
                                                  every day              
                                                  as strangers.

                                       The wonder isn’t that we love              
                                       as if from different cities
                                       but that we are different cities
                                             absent rail tracks, wires, common language
                                       yet still we wake
                                                  in unison.