The energy surrounding the twins is sunny and warm; you can physically feel the fire between them as they hype one another up, while still grounding each other – together they seem to carry a sense of home.

DOPPELGANGERS

Sister, I stand strong.

Sister, I see long

ahead of me,

of us.

DOPPELGANGERS
DOPPELGANGERS

Sister,

let us thrive

and trust.

DOPPELGANGERS

In two,

we move

ahead like flames leaping

for new;

for more to experience,

with an inherent

desire to discover.

DOPPELGANGERS
DOPPELGANGERS

As one,

we still overflow,

our connection

has no

distance restriction.

I feel your guidance

in every decision;

you remain close.

DOPPELGANGERS

I carry you with me,

a sensory accessory;

a sense of home.

DOPPELGANGERS

Sister,

having a front row seat

in this ongoing show

of you coming into being,

is what pushes me,

is what teaches me,

is what sets the tone

of endless possibility.

DOPPELGANGERS

Sister,

remember to resist

any inclination

to sift

your flower;

lumps and all,

as you are,

you are raw power.

A SENSE OF HOME
DOPPELGANGERS

‘A Sense of Home’

A poem by Jodi Redelinghuys

A SENSE OF HOME