# 40 Cutting the Square

Intuitively we have a sense - standing behind our wall - a kind of mirroring - looking through the windows - Suppose we draw a vertical line - peering through the lattice - through the middle of a square - My beloved responded - and said to me - This line cuts the square - Arise, my darling, my beautiful one - into two equal parts - And come along - each of which - the winter is past - the mirror image of the other - The rain is over and gone