Strange how things happen. Little ripples, influencing what happens, interrupting what is. The stones that are people, their paths crossing. Yet, we, being from the same stone, haven't met before.
Why is that so? Is it because we were to be as different as the cat is from the finch? Is it because we were to have no attachment to this world?? Or is it because our parents could not have us together, to have such willed, such powerful, such destined children to live, grow and learn off another, growing up and nudging the other on? Expanding our power, becoming more powerful than we are now.
Maybe that's a bad thing, for we need this power. Though maybe it was to stop us destroying this world before we could save it.
We need each other now, to push each other, where before we had no-one. We need to do what we would have done as children, grow.
It's strange to have to do it now. It doesn't feel right. But we have to do what we have to do. We have to learn about each other, to become ourselves. To become closer now and not wish what might have been. Not imagine what could be. Because we need to do it.
We need to make ripples.
So it is strange that us, the ones that will make waves, haven't met before. And to learn now, that you are my brother, that we are to make ripples together. I never dreamed, never thought of you as anything other than a boy. I never thought of you as my brother.
But you are.
We are from the same stone.
We will make ripples.
We have never met before.
Despite this we love and we will continue to do so.
Because we are brother and sister.
Because we are wave bringers.